Crisscross

 

Like the frost patterns on my window

thoughts intersect

A maze of invisible lines passing back and forth, through and over

meeting, separating

in a vast network system of connections and fragments

tracing off at odd angles in different directions

and then converging again all at once

crisscross

in my mind

 

© Julie Rehnelt 2016

 

And then I breathe deeply, quieting them all

and simply enjoy the beauty of the frost patterns on my window.

 

Of which there’s been plenty of over the past few days.  The cold weather here has finally set in and Jack frost has been up to his old tricks breathing lovely patterns on my windows during the night.  I haven’t had my real camera to capture them with though because I forgot it at my sister’s, so these that I snapped with my new phone will have to do…

 

Stay warm my friends, may your day be filled with quieted thoughts and loud beauty…

❤

 

 

 

✿~Peace & Love~✿