Snowflakes

Snowflakes

I watch the sweet perfection in

the big snow flakes that fall

I see one ideal creation

manifested in them all

I observe the exquisite rhyme

in that poetry from the sky

adore a  masterpiece of nature

in the billions that fly

I watch crystalline transcendence

beyond the barrier of the drifts

and I sense it in the winter's  breeze

as it gusts and gently lifts

I rejoice the sweet perfection in

these cold flames upon my face

because the molecules of heaven

have now fallen into place