Tiny Wonders

Snowflakes lacing the frills of my scarf and the tips of my gloves
Though it's the cold I hate, it's the snow I love
So intricate and delicate
I'm always in awe whenever snow and I met

A mini choreographed wonder
When each one wanderers
Catching on the brisk and chilly wind
Each dancing twirling, and waltzing with its kin

It so stunning how each is so individual
Each tiny part coming together to make a perfect visual
An image of white purity
Where all the wonders are show to me with clarity

A tiny image of perfect architecture
Made up as a gleaming ice structure
A tiny 7 billion wonders of the world
A mosaic of water crystals all swirled

A piece of art
Sent forth by the heart
Of Mother Earth and her creations
For the freezing beauties she makes causes a sensation

From afar they look soft and fragile a piece

But up close is when you get to meet the real Beauty
Of strength and graceful intricacy
Where you have to take the time and effort to look at the truth
For it lasts just a couple seconds in its youth

And melts

The light softly glints
The coolness hanging in my nose like mint
My breath billowing out like sweet clouds
Where everything here is a quiet loud

Everything stilled by the chill
Slowly shuffling forward by the force of their will
Every sound muffled by the snow
And the gentle symphony of the wind a blow

Everyone passes by as a shadow on the sleet
No one bends down or stops to meet
The fantastic natural beauty around us
They only acknowledge it as cold dust

But I stand here, soaking my coat and freezing my fingers
The warm breath I had still struggles to linger
I am stuck in awe and frozen in place
I hope this image can never erase

For the beauty of snow is always over looked
An image only represented in books
For I am always curious why
When it comes to meeting snow people are always so shy

Snowflakes lacing the frills of my scarf and the tips of my gloves
Though it's the cold I hate. it's the snow I love
So intricate and delicate
I'm always in awe whenever snow and I met