"Winter Morning Wondering" (Image & Text Copyright Wylddane Productions, LLC)
The wonder of it all—snow draped like a quilt over the earth, the sky a crisp and endless blue, frost tracing delicate patterns on the windowpane. A single lamp glows in the bay window, casting its golden light like a whisper of warmth against the cold. I sit in quiet reflection, gazing out at this winter world, and I feel the stirrings of something beyond the physical—something timeless, something magical.
In this stillness, I imagine a world unburdened by cruelty, untouched by hate. A world where no soul is cast aside, where dreams are not stifled by fear or division. A world where kindness is not an act of rebellion but the foundation of our existence.
I imagine leaders who do not wield power as a weapon, but as a responsibility—a sacred trust. Leaders who govern with wisdom and care, who seek to unite rather than divide. Who do not fan the flames of anger but instead nurture the embers of hope. In this world, decisions are made not from greed or fear, but from a deep and abiding love for all people, for the earth itself.
And as this vision unfurls before me, I realize: it begins with me. With the choices I make, the kindness I extend, the love I cultivate in my own heart. If I wish for a world of wisdom, I must live wisely. If I long for peace, I must be at peace.
Outside, the snow glistens in the early morning sunlight, silent and pure. The world, even in its coldest season, carries the promise of warmth. And so, I choose to believe in the wonder of it all.
~Wylddane
In this stillness, I imagine a world unburdened by cruelty, untouched by hate. A world where no soul is cast aside, where dreams are not stifled by fear or division. A world where kindness is not an act of rebellion but the foundation of our existence.
I imagine leaders who do not wield power as a weapon, but as a responsibility—a sacred trust. Leaders who govern with wisdom and care, who seek to unite rather than divide. Who do not fan the flames of anger but instead nurture the embers of hope. In this world, decisions are made not from greed or fear, but from a deep and abiding love for all people, for the earth itself.
And as this vision unfurls before me, I realize: it begins with me. With the choices I make, the kindness I extend, the love I cultivate in my own heart. If I wish for a world of wisdom, I must live wisely. If I long for peace, I must be at peace.
Outside, the snow glistens in the early morning sunlight, silent and pure. The world, even in its coldest season, carries the promise of warmth. And so, I choose to believe in the wonder of it all.
~Wylddane
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