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What do you think?
Whiteness flies all around me
Under my feet the frozen ground crunches
I look up at the snow covered trees
They look so magical and wise
Tracks of small animals scatter across the snowy path
A dove calls out from the shelter of an old gnarled pine
I continue deeper into the frosted wood
A stag prances proudly in front of me
I come upon an old tree that has been hollowed out by time
Curiosity pulls me closer to the tree
The tree beckons me to come inside out of the cold
I accept its offer and stay for a while
I listen to what it has to say and embrace what it has taught me
Then I make my way home through the frosted wood