Snow... When it falls, it seems that everything around is quiet, and the whole earth becomes quiet and quiet, as if it lives in anticipation of something extraordinarily beautiful... And the soul freezes, as if touching a Miracle, touching a quiet and pure Joy, which, like falling snow, descends from the silent heavens to the silent earth... to the quiet earth of our heart. What attracts the heart so much when it sees falling snow? Subtle and incomparable to anything, its incredibly sublime purity... the purity of an ordinary Divine miracle. Source: Simeon of Athos Ascent to Heaven
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