flakes floating on air,
drops dancing unchoreographed,
not planned, or directed, snowflakes fall;
hushed, the silent snow drowns out the world;
cold cleanses the atmosphere;
delicate formations, all unique in size and form,
scour thick masses of pollutants,
leaving frozen freshness.
A Child’s Prayer I have forever loved.
Thank You for the World so Sweet
Author: E. Rutter Leatham
Thank you for the world so sweet;
Thank you for the food we eat;
Thank you for the birds that sing;
Thank you, God, for everything.
Silence is more musical than any song. ~Christina Rossetti
Snowflakes are kisses from heaven. unknown
With every falling flake, a unique spark of interest falls from heaven. P. Miller
Nature is full of genius, full of the divinity; so that not a snowflake escapes its fashioning hand. Henry David Thoreau