H2O FALLING
The flake of snow preferred
this state of being, this shape
of water - compared to being
a drop of rain or mist or dew
It loved the drift, the snow fall,
the sky diving moment, the
wondering where it would land.
Would it land in a flower pot or
on the edge of the lawn only to
become a snowman or a snow-
ball. Ouch! Fun! As long as it
didn’t hurt someone. Then the
long, slow, snow time
melt - the
journey to the sea, streams, river,
ocean, then like kids at the bottom
of a ski lift or folks getting into a
plane for more sky diving, the drop
of H2O said, “Let’s do it one more time
- but one more time as a snow flake.”
© Andy Costello, Reflections 2017
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