I have been waiting for the snow flakes to fall for quite some time. Since last December, where the winter breeze was colder than usual.
Although this was not my first time to experience the winter season, but there is always a magical feeling beyond the snow flakes, like the very first time.
The quiet falling from the sky, and the sudden whitish coverage all over the town when you were just in depth of sleep in the night before.
Snow fall is -somewhat- inexplicably calming. A rarely gift from the sky, for every heart who is racing with time.
Snow fall is like a reminder. That no matter how fast we need to run, sometimes we need to take a break. To embrace the moment. To fill our hands with appreciation to what nature has to offer,
…while it lasts.