Quietude

[swestrup]

Falling and freshly fallen snow has a sound blanketing quality that needs to be experienced to be understood. It takes the hard edges off of sounds and brings a hush even to the noises of the city.  Looking outside right now at the falling snow, I can only see, not hear, the results, but somehow the mere sight of it is bringing a hush to quell the various inner turmoils of my mind.