nityo nityanam, cetanas cetananam, eko bahunam, yo viddahati kaman
Among the eternals there is one originating Supreme Eternal. All things emanate from Him, Godhead. In Canada, we're having much snow, blowing winds, deep winter today.
The snow is like a blanket, like an expression of the soothing agent of yogamaya. Godhead protects us and covers us over by dreams of beauty and love, and the snow here reflects a restricted yet similar degree of that quality of His. It gently coordinates all under its rubric of snow-related activities, blanketting the world, street and stream, evenly and without discrimination. Similarly, the spiritual sky is controlled by loving service under the coordinating creative efforts of Yoga Maya ie Smt. Paurnamasi, Tulsi Devi et al.
But like Maha maya, the snow also blurs vision, so that one can see just a few blocks, then past that, all is gray. The materially embodied soul similarly experiences time as blind, he sees only a limited scope of the world around
