Gentle flakes of snow, that fall like tears.
Sparkles iridescent in a full moon light.
Oh how it sparkles, shines out with no thought of pride.
Delighting in the being, its purpose unclear.
Floating like a thought, no weight at all.
Take the time to see the shapes carved in ice.
Patterns so intricate of spiders webs
Imperceptible changes in colour that fades into nothing.
A touch so soft as is caresses skin like a kiss.
Alone, sweet, magnificent, beautiful, glorious.
As It waits for more.