The leaves crunch, the fire crackles, the blanket warms. Black skys, bright stars flickering in the night sky. I tread lightly on the snow covered path. Each snowflake a miniture masterpiece. Not one alike. Like each of us humans blanket the earth, each unique in our own ways the snowflakes blanket the sky.

I think about humanity, individuality, authenticity, a modern life. Social media, technology driven, doom scrolling. A world scared of the unknown.

Manifestation, prayer, a quiet whisper in your ear. I think about the universe and God. I think about the light at the end of the tunnel. The chaos and peace. Each mindful moment. The mundane. I think about heaven on earth. A butterflies wings. The song of the morning bird. The cry of the wolf to the moon. The bat flying through the night.

Life ends a moment to soon.