Delicate Snowflake
Each flake, a miracle.
An individual marvel of nature.
None the same, always bright,
Falling kindly, day and night.
Perfect as a tiny jewel,
I watch in wonder at how.
The single flake does fall,
Touching grace manifesting it all.
I hold out my hand,
To catch one, make it mine.
But before too long, dissolved
Into liquid love, light absolved.
Happiness frozen in you,
Falling from celestial skies above.
Showing me eternal, pure love,
Free my spirit becomes a dove.
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