Quiet Power

Your Quiet Power ~ 

I can feel that 

I can feel how it calms everything down like a blanket of fresh fallen snow..

I can feel that and sense how a single snowflake is made from a wild blazing and whitehot fire ~ concentrated down and sown into a seed.. a tiny bead of glowing white light ~ pearlescent and silken.. Moonlike ~*~ and bursting forth from itself in devotion to its own subtle Grace..

Beauty that is your frosty face.. your crystalline glow.. The sound of your voice in the snow. 

A Quiet Power that lifts the sweet snowy smile from my lips ~ all tinted wintry white and Lit by your halo 

Rising to meet yours with the Brightness of the ten thousand children who want to play ~

I can sense you this way 

And I can hear you too 

I heard the deepest wind in the highest trees and knew I could breathe with you there

The crisp air cooling and calming me down to Sleep 

where I will meet you 

Dearest one