The small crystals flutter
They shimmer and glide,
They glimmer and jive,
They dance to the
Music that wind provides.
The light hits just right,
And blinds you momentarily.
After the dance
Choreographed by nature’s
Sigh of pain and pleasure
A single frozen bud of rain
Takes it’s first step into
It’s Mother’s welcoming
Embrace.
Her whispered words pick up
The drop and rock it.
The frozen tear lands on
Earth, and sinks into the
Warmth of the Earth.
