"The world stood still.
Translucent ice crystals blanket the earth in white embrace.
A divine kiss from a Heavenly place.
A divine voice speaking through visual imagery.
Whiteness is falling.
Three thousand metaphors glistening,coating everything with purity.
Bringing serenity during the season of new beginnings.
No longer so overwhelmed with ideas fleeting.
Divine wisdom is being, dispersed gently and gradually.
Our bodily senses delicately are frozen in-between,two worlds.
Heaven and Earth swirling, Divine energy transforming us internally."

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