The sun is bright here but there is a thick coating of ice all over everything. It reminds me of Alaska, when the ice fog would come through on a winter's night. I would wake up and the sky would be such a clear vivid blue that it was almost more than the eyes could absorb.

My breath would come out in little cloud puffs and when I looked at the big tree outside our door it would look as if it were encased in glass!

When touched, the ice was smooth and slick. The sun would sparkle off the ice like a million diamonds.

Everything was covered in this way, the grass would crunch when walked on and the bushes looked like they were dusted with powdered sugar.

But, it was the tree that always held my attention. So stark and bare, so empty and alone one night, just like me, and then the next morning it would be transformed into such beauty! So fragile, so intense, yet so solid like nothing could harm it. And, when the sun came to melt its beauty, it fought back by giving diamonds!

Like the sun brought out the diamonds in the old tree you bring out the sparkle of hope in me. You melt the ice of fear and break the frost of despair, so that they crunch beneath my feet. And when You tell me you love me, I feel diamonds sparkling in my soul!