Snow falling on cedars.

Have you ever watched a single snowflake from the very first moment you could see it until it silently hits the ground? Must have been nearly an hour I spent at the window watching them over and over aqgain. It was probably one of the most peaceful moments in the last months. The steady rhythm reminded me of Sanna. Her love. Our dreams and wishes. Sometimes spinning in opposite directions. Feelings hidden beneath millions of little things. In the end we hit the ground melting and leaving back only a mere memory of moments in total freedom.

I believe.