Friday, January 7, 2011

and as the angels sprinkle their 'lofty' countenance upon you and yours....

you can  physically ""SEE"" them singing and dancing inside of the BLUE-WHITE snowflakes....
the smattering of MATTER ....of particles organic to the touch....
to the smell.....
sets a stage of WHIMSY and INTROSPECTION amid the silent blanket of  CHILL and white mystery....
and as you gaze upon the awesome spectacle.....
you are, yet again, reminded  of God's splendour in ALL Things....
so you determine to 'walk amongst the angels'....
to let go completely of the 'Trappings' of protocol and practicality......
for the opportunity is KNOCKING , literally, upon the igloo of your soul's meandering....
and so it goes...
SHABBAT SHALOM.....

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