Snow!

Basque Country, they area where I live now, is known for its sunny summers and rainy winters. Nearest snow to be found: way up in the Pyrenees, and only in winter time.

Imagine my surprise when I opened up the curtains and saw the whole backyard being covered in snow! This was two days ago, and it only lasted for that day, but it sufficed. It was enough for the magic to arrive…

 

 

I went for a walk in the nearby forest, and I’ve seen perhaps three other people. It was so white, so serene, so calm…pure magic. The whole experience threw me off, and got me lost too. Now wonder if every path, tree and corner looks the same: white as, well, snow!

 

That walk through the white forest ended up feeling like a meditation.

 

It was the kind of experience poets love to write about, and I actually came across a poem that describes it really well:

 

No breath of wind,
No gleam of sun –
Still the white snow
Whirls softly down
Twig and bough
And blade and thorn
All in an icy
Quiet, forlorn.
Whispering, rustling,
Through the air
On still and stone,
Roof, – everywhere,
It heaps its powdery
Crystal flakes,
Of every tree
A mountain makes;
‘Til pale and faint
At shut of day
Stoops from the West
One wint’ry ray,
And, feathered in fire
Where ghosts the moon,
A robin shrills
His lonely tune.

– Walter de la Mare

 

Until next week’s post, and I wonder, will that one be about Spring?

 

 

I started blogging mainly because of my interest in organizational cultures and (online) communications. Over the years it has become my passion to help professionals and entrepreneurs build their dreams, accelerate their results, and create richer, more miraculous lives.
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