Saturday, January 29, 2011



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



Blasphemous Aesthete said...

It is for such beautiful lines that I trot the blogosphere patiently,
very nice lines.

Blasphemous Aesthete

Anonymous said...

like the mystical quality of this one. nice picture too

Breeze said...

Thank you for your kind words. I like the picture too Mamta :)