Crystal clear

Frost is etched around the edges of all the world this morning.

Blades of grass and leaves, lay frozen in time. Not a breath of a breeze. A stillness and a space created, between the night and the day. The here and the now. The places far away from me.

The birds sing, and no doubt they are glad that the sun is awakening also. Shining light across crystals, so a sparkle will appear. Particles will glint and glimmers will be apparent.

It’s one of my best friends birthdays today, and I imagine the same frost in the highlands. Where she is. The light and the sound will carry. The space between her, and little far away me, made closer by the quietness of these moments. It’ll help the sound carry. And therefore the love.

Clarity. To make clear. The love I have is sent, in messages and in face to face encounters. And… moments like this help that love travel. Mornings like this. With space and with light and with frost.

It’s not a card, or a gift or a ribbon wrapped trinket… but it’s a something special nevertheless.

Crystal clear.