It is, once again, snowing outside. I love to watch the snow and try to make out the seperate and tiny, yet perfectly formed, snowflakes. If you gaze at them long enough you can almost imagine them to be thousands of white fairies, flying across the sky together.
I wonder to myself where they might be going, perhaps to visit relations or maybe they are all flying home after christmas with their families.
But I prefer to think that they are all just so unbelievably happy that they all have to go outside and dance together joyfully. Sometimes, when you are unbelievably happy, it is impossible to hide the fact or yourself at all.
I expect this is how the fairies feel when they look outside and see God's beautiful creation, and that is why they dance.
I wonder to myself where they might be going, perhaps to visit relations or maybe they are all flying home after christmas with their families.
But I prefer to think that they are all just so unbelievably happy that they all have to go outside and dance together joyfully. Sometimes, when you are unbelievably happy, it is impossible to hide the fact or yourself at all.
I expect this is how the fairies feel when they look outside and see God's beautiful creation, and that is why they dance.
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