Whiteout
The holidays come,
a crossroads in the snow.
The falling white
blurs the place we meant to meet.
Blessed by the drift,
we turn away,
each into our own distance.
Storms can gather us.
Storms can let us go.
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Winter’s Silent Stories: The Stillness That Speaks
Winter speaks in silence. The world falls quiet, wrapped in a blanket of snow and cold. The stillness invites introspection, forcing us to confront the parts of ourselves we’ve hidden away during the louder, warmer months. The beauty of winter lies in this silence—it forces us to stop and listen, to hear what we’ve been too busy to notice. In this post, I reflect on the quiet, almost sacred nature of winter. The world slows down, and so must we. Winter is a time for inward journeys, […]
Future Butterfly
Jaime David