Heaven formed kaleidoscope sights; <br />Pretty patterns of fragile ice, <br />Their chance to shine shatters the light, <br />Making lands blanketed in white, <br />Falling as if tears of winter, <br />Each is unique yet no different, <br />Beauty that's insignificant, <br />Gracing the earth though reluctant, <br />Designed and crafted by the gods, <br />Each flake standing among millions, <br />Dancing slow below clouded skies, <br />With movements followed by wide eyes, <br />Crystals that are all but worthless, <br />Kindling envy from artists, <br />Loathed whenever they fall en mass; <br />Relief comes when their time's to pass.<br /><br />Christian Lacdael<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/snowflakes-62/
