In the soft silence of one snow felted morning, I capture this image. I stand under nature’s arches as the snow lightens and heightens these interlacing branches, intricate and seemingly infinite. Here, I am (re)minded of both my horizontal and vertical ways of being expanding my vision with light and beauty. 

In the aura of nature’s poetry, I am humbled under the grace of this shared abode hushing the earth and my street with unity and dignity.