Never Are Two Alike

never are two alike. wafting to and fro with gentle breeze, a dancing ballerina the twirling flake, motion with vicissitude it sings, the vapor, the crystal performs. in costume white appears its shape, dendrite, needle, plates, and branches, as stars afloat the midnight sky, its nuclei the symmetry hexagon. adrift in sea of air so cold, the atmosphere burst forth like springs, down the river of wind it flows, the flake aglow, the moon it makes. the perching flake atop the branch, a tree its home a flake does nest, with noonday sunshine sure to come, the snow, the flake, will be no more.