Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Three thousand
Three million
Three billion
Ice dancers twirling
Grace floating in air
Each crystal unique
Beauty in free fall
One died on my tongue
One bounced off my eye
  A beautiful sight
Early morning light
Snowflakes are sliding
Sideways out of air
Kissing black water
Embracing the river
  Rushing warm greetings
Each frozen spark
Shedding uniqueness
Each crystal thought
Dreamed in the air
Before it returned home
  To join Grandfather River
In the irresistible
Journey of joy
Through sameness
And change