Mosaic of thoughts

There are those nights of white and wonder wherein all has a silver shine. with many a gleaming star - a sign as though to guide the shepherds yonder towards a new infant divine. Beginning of Rilke's Nights of white and wonder One of the most magical moments is opening the curtains in the morning just to find the world wrapped in a layer of white cold embrace, snow glittering in the sunlight. That's not what happened today; as much as I long for snow - this winter appears brittle. As someone ...