A Beautiful Downfall
Silver snowflakes in the sky
Sparkle with grace as they pass me by,
Bound by gravity they’re forced to lie
Never having the ability to resist and fly,
Drifting from heaven in such sorrowful grace
Fated to land, to fall on its face,
When its slow fall stops and its place is held
It will soon break and surely meld,
Losing its independence and uniqueness
When it lands on earth it becomes something less,
Most are destined to end in a blaze
Some broken apart by a gentle graze,
After this subtle fall of a fragile snowflake
All it can have is what it can take
Always wanting for more
Always wanting for something…
It never arrives at that shore
It always has nothing…
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