Snowfall

Snow falls.

I am lured outside to walk in the peacefulness calm of the winter white. The quiet is deafening as my feet sweep through the drifts blowing across my path.

The nighttime sky is punctuated with snowflakes, each unique in shape and size. The boughs of the trees are iced with a frosting fluff of snow dust.

I pause to look at the street lights magnifying the falling flakes.

My heart is lured to the edge of the woods. The front yards of squirrels, deer, and turkeys are powdered with precipitation. Creatures creep into seclusion.

My eyelashes flutter as the snow freezes on their tips. My cheeks creep with cold as my toes tingle with the chill.

Each snowfall, unique and enticing. My mind and body are lured outward to experience the sensory sensations of a winter snowfall.