Softening Spell...

Ease and conversion, snow for wind, a quiet fall of gentle white, in the steady heartbeat of a serene hush, Winter's light plays easy and fun, silken child of cold whisping easily about, languidly brilliant. I drift in the calm arms of the season, eased and comforted.

Words are the mind's bridge - its connection to all the universe.
Love is the heart's bridge - its connection to all other souls.
Loving words can work miracles.