Fathom

I unlocked the golden key, and what lie beyond the door made me speechless. The snow covered everything in a soft blanket, I couldn't step out for fear of breaking it. The snow had stopped pounding to the ground, all in such a hurry for this moment. A few flakes left behind, made their silent march to the ground below. The only light was from a streetlamp, and the human home I had just left to peek into this world of which I could not fathom. Once I realized I had been holding my breath, I let it out in a warm gust. As my breath mixed with the cold air, I knew this moment was too pristine for human touch or involvement. I shut the door gently, and locked the golden key, and didn't count on opening it again.