Monday, February 7, 2011

The Snowflake

The snowflake falls
whirling, twirling, dancing along
perfect symmetry, unequalled beauty
unique in all the world

Born in a cloud
some will say, with certainty
Those who don't believe
in the magic of creation

Maybe she's a love child
born to a fairy princess
and an ice king
ill-fated lovers kept apart

Separated by Winter's chill
seeking a way to come together
allowed only a few moments
before they steal back to their homes

Could such a perfect creation
be born from something
other than the purest of loves
and the warmest of hearts

Or did it really
simply come about
as water freezing in a cloud
and simply striking chords of whimsy?

2 comments:

  1. The way you string your words together to mezmerize the reader is quite profound and inspiring, Houndstooth! Well done!

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  2. ...gentle, soft and brilliant... 'born in a cloud...' oh,i like that... i had a good read this eve... thank you!!!^^

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