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To Where a Snowflake Dies
A war in heaven reluctantly concedes To the lullaby's in the night singing softly Covering us in heavenly whisper blows As feathers falling light so intense and gracefully Escaping God's whitened watery coves And somewhere up above I believe there are angels also grooming Thus, for the twilight showing, shedding as they rush The world as such, always in a hurry But, for an instance and out of nowhere An avalanche of marvel captivates the hush And in my distant mind I most certainly can relate As to the stars and ancient sands of grain My tongue tasting these miracles of wonder Reaching further to acquiesce In greetings, to miniature designs Crafted out of God's very hands of great While, celestial bodies move Constant shadows consume Around assumptions of the human mind Thus, begins the dusk and ends To the place where a snowflake dies Look around Who is it that seems to care Or thinks to ponder the manual labor input here With hammers, chisels, nuts and bolts Never to witness to a mere mistake Or upon discovery any kind of error Yet, I listen… to the silence… Extracting all its pleasure Before, another million frigid seedlings ashen Met with daunting fate And in the still of tranquil Neither snowflake cries out or offers up complaints For a day Or merely several nights evermore A complex purpose Or to thus, a simpler existence Then, I pause... Unto supposition, as I meditate the message Guesses drift off, into what's last unknown Of the never ending knowing Embracing their provident life Watch as they embrace each other closer In a bank of ice, waiting for the melting
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