A snowflower blossoms when
Time stands still
In the silence of the now,
you can hear crystal caves sing
in a clear blue sky
on top of the mountain
there blossoms a snowflower
My feets are covered in the frozen rain
I talk to the grass,
dance with the white birds in the sky...
I smell the flowers that are yet to come,
and the flowers that once where.
Today; now I listen to a quiet song
of my heart.
It tells about the vibration of silence,
of letting go what was,
in harmony with potentials.
It tells about free choice,
About standing for my own truth.
I look at the leafs of the oak that are shining green,
I touch the tree and feel my cheek rubbing against it.
A little squirl offers me a acorn,
whispers in my ears to safe it for later.
In her eyes I see how stress can create illness,
About the beauty of balance.
I am silent.
That is the gift of being sick,
of stress that i feel in my bones.
The silence.
I woke up by an angel kissing my lips,
My intuition told me to open the curtains,
It was dark outside,
but the glow in the sky revealed
the most beautifull weather ever:
The orange light said: There is snow.
I saw the sun come up, lightning the white snow,
like little sparkling glitters,
the world was covered in crystalenergy
I could feel our buddies from different dimensions
play in this high energy.
It reminded me at the perfection
of taking time for self.
Thank you,
Snowflower
For making time stand still,
So that we can feel now, experience home,
dimensions opening up,
We are home
