Two forces come together,
Bringing change and clarity.
Razor sharp, crystal clear,
A frozen rarity.
The air is crisp and certain,
White with innocence, laughter rings.
A fresh snow and with it,
A fresh start it brings.
The air will soon warm,
Crisp uncertainty unfreezes.
Inevitably, muddy earth will follow,
For ice melts as it pleases.
Have you ever gone outside right after a snow storm? When the world seems so perfectly still. Covered with a blank piece of paper, you're filled with wonder, awe, and hope. It's magic. But eventually, people melt the snow, drive their cars through it, trample and build with it. The white snow melts, revealing underneath a muddy reality. Love is so similar. When you fall in love its a clean slate to create something great. Love seems magical, perfect, and hopeful. But as temperatures rise, true character is revealed. Time and challenges leave tracks and eventually all that's left is mud.