Snowflakes Fallen into somersaults The sky is exultant Silently giving forth genius That is God, none alike No one the same, in this journey Jubilantly vaulting one Upon & over another Destinations unknown Independent, but joined Mission to wet the earth Frozen beauty in its purity Spoiled by use, or age Shoveled aside for safety Cleared away for comfort One's blessings are not always Warm or comfortable to all. 1/12/02
Reason for writing:
My inspiration was a snowy day in Chicago and I was reflecting how beautiful snow really is and what its purpose is.
Birth sign: Aries
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