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“There is silence in the winter’s night—all sound is muffled by the fallen snow. My breath hangs frozen, shimmering in the reflected light of the moon. I know something is out there, turning thoughts within and I wonder–is life ever really the same?

Changing what is perfect. Perfecting what is changed. Creating purity uncommon that releases all which yearns to be free. The surrounding beauty fills the void and winter’s cold is shied away. The warmth of the heart stirs again. It is time to move forward, time to change, and time to smile.”


(courtesy vladstudio via photobucket)

(From my upcoming book: And Then I Smiled: Reflections on a Life Not Yet Complete”)