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[ennui330]

the night sky blushes
holding the light like a breath
it says, 'shh,' be still

i love the silence and the forceful stillness
that comes with the cover of snow on the
ground and the cars and the trees and the
way the cloudy, overcast sky refracts all of
the city lights, leaving this rosy glow to the
night, and i feel so still within myself as i
lay here and type and look out the window,
i feel such resonance with this weather, like
i'm whistling the same silent tune with God

it is finally winter
it is finally winter
and it is well, it is well

oh my soul.