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Met with cold silence,
even the air does not move,
hushing, it's snowing.
About the Creator
Lightning Never Strikes Twice
The distant rumble, the sudden deluge, the crescendo of sound, the flash of light, the explosive energy — it never gets old. I became an amateur storm chaser about two years ago. My wife, Cindy suggested it. Sort of. She said, "Alex, you know this cancer is killing me. I've come to terms with that, but you're smothering me. Go join a band, write a book, or become a storm chaser, for all I care. I love you, but you need a hobby."
By Julie Lacksonen4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
A lovely poem, beautifully done!💕✨
So atmospheric and beautiful, Daphsam!
Awesome
Nice and peaceful! It captures that quiet, magical stillness of a snowy day perfectly. Feels like the world just hit pause for a moment!✨
Nice! I was out enjoying the sunrise today! The beauty of snow!!😊💗💕
Beautiful, I love the feel of this 👌🌺
The silence beautify every single situation! Loved this.