Sunset
Cold is an absence, a breakdown of sustenance—something subtracted from the hurriedness of heat. Its dissipation is a hard lesson for those who see complexity coming from stuff. Snow-covered trees speak of a necessary Providence.
Sunset
Cold is an absence, a breakdown of sustenance—something subtracted from the hurriedness of heat. Its dissipation is a hard lesson for those who see complexity coming from stuff. Snow-covered trees speak of a necessary Providence.