Snow Flake

 

On a day when there were only sterile drops of freezing rain,
I saw one snowflake fall, gently rocking her way to the icy ground.

So demure was she. So unhurried. So calm.

Her crystalline beauty rested there, frozen, still;
A little goddess amongst a million fallen angels

Divine affirmation, amidst a family of pale imitations.

 

Julian Rose
Illustration:
Claire Palmer


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