Snow - **The darker Dao**

Winter approaches. Cold, Long, Dark days ahead. Winter gives a person rest, gives a person sanctuary from the ever present dangers to oneself during times of summer; times of the heart.

Some grand qualities of winter. Snow, a little white flake that melts as it touches you. Upon touch of a snow flake the heat starts to drain out of you, bringing the grasp of a cold chill as cold as death. Beauty as cold as death, as white as the purest linen.

The air is crisp and clutches the life from the lungs, like an icy sword the winter air cuts into the throat and lungs with a piercing sharpness. Seeing breath in the air as you frantically try to muffle the chill of the air.

Roll the snow into a ball, make a snow man, drop into the snow and perform snow angels. Fun in the season of Death, fun in the season of white cold fingers of death. Death walks silently beside you.

But even in summer or spring, does not death walk silently beside a person. People fear the long companion of life, dread it, despise it, find ways to overcome it. Why not welcome it, appreciate it, and even come to terms with it. What can anyone say about life, when none has proven life truly exists in the individual, in consciousness, nor in any aspect that proves this existence in not part or a thought of another existence.

How can one not like snow, the beauty is captivating, the white purity captures the soul. Sleep soundly in the dead of winter, as the cold air provides a good environment for sleep, provided you have a warm blanket. Too cold, provide some heater, but not too hot, still leave a chill in the air and sleep will come naturally and easily. Winter makes sleep easily, however waking up is more difficult.

Enjoy winter, find fun, harmony, and joy in something considered the season of death, the frozen tundra of a person's soul.