pure.

Don't worry.
The flakes will fade, and ice will melt.
And in the end, the flowers will come back...they always do.
Until then, look out across the pristine white and remember, we all are allowed the same liberty as this landscape.
A fresh start.
In only an hour things looks so different, and you can do the same by simply changing the way you view your surroundings.
Who knows, if your approach shifts, maybe those things will finally yield the change you have been waiting for, impatiently.
Give it a try. Let it snow.

snow.

The slippery white fluff may be a hazard, but to us it's a playground. A place to bask in a bright, pristine landscape...glowing bright in the middle of the night.

The power of those tiny little snowflakes, to turn darkness to day-is amazing. You have that same ability. Shine.

Break through the black during your delicate dance to the ground.

Your light will attract more flurries, and together you'll show us how different the world can really look, in a matter of moments.

It all starts with just one. You, snowflake. You.