Friday, January 24, 2025

The Weight of a Snowflake

With the record-breaking 9-inch snowfall in northern Florida, I dug up an old fable published in the newspaper many years ago. A remedy for peace in our world today. 


The Weight of a Snowflake

"Tell me the weight of a snowflake," a coal-mouse asked a wild dove.

"Nothing more than nothing" was the answer.

"In that case, I must tell you a marvelous story," the coal-mouse said.

"I sat on a branch of fir, close to its trunk, when it began to snow--not heavily, not a raging blizzard--no, just like in a dream, without a wound and without any violence. Since I did not have anything better to do, I counted the snowflakes setting on the twigs and needles of my branch. Their number was exactly 3,741,952. When the 3,741,953rd dropped on the branch--nothing more than nothing, as you say--the branch broke off."

After having told this story, the coal-mouse ran away. The dove, who is since Noah's time an authority in peace-matters, sat thinking about the story a little while, and than spoke to himself: "Maybe we are only missing the voice of one person to come to peace in the whole world."   (Author Unknown)

Love and peace,

Rae Karen  


 

(photo: Suebee Sheldon)