Winter's Stillness Welcomes The Cosmo

The frost arrives on tiptoes

Stars are blinking when the silence speaks louder

A thin veil that stretches its fingers

across the earth

touching the sky

and pull it closer.

The ground holds its breath—

breath of winter that paints the sky

like shattered glass, awakening each star

visible in the language of the universe and cosmic rays.

The immense feels so infinite

feels like something we might understand

if only we could stand still long enough

to listen.

But there's something else—

a stillness

not silence anymore

but a hidden humming

the universe is speaking

not with words

but in the language of distances too far to measure

of time too wide to fold into minutes.

Winter's breeze watches the stars

those pinpricks of fire

that have burned for eons

their light is finding us only now.

This moment—

here, in the frost

it reminds us

how small and how old

we really are...

We are stardust.

The winter night

a moment

of vastness feels like a gift

a quiet hum that calls us back

to what we were

and what we might be—

and the space between~