Snowflakes Of Life

Life, like snowflakes, is beautiful and fragile;
literally floating into being from above;
birthed by emotions, and a mind, most agile;
for both were created a product of love.

Snowflakes are born in a special season;
conditions must be right, for their birth;
circumstance comes together for a reason;
and all snowflakes float down to earth.

Both snowflakes and life, are illusions of reality;
pictures of the complexities of thought;
coming; then going; experiencing finality;
illustrations of the miracle God wrought.

Each snowflake, and life, have their own purpose;
a destiny, brought about by their fall;
their deeper meaning, in season, will surface;
for, in death, both answer God’s call.

Snowflakes are metaphors for the Master’s tears;
becoming frozen in the season of death;
the evaporation of every snowflake mirrors;
life’s return, following its last breath;

Physicality is merely an energy illusion;
created by a stream of coherant light;
light’s interference, brings all to conclusion;
creating a new day; from endless night.

Life, like those snowflakes, cover the ground;
both evaporate, and then rise high above.
Next season, a new crop of life comes around;
for snowflakes are the beauty of love.

Monty 11/16/22. # 1,341