Heavenly Down

24 hours ago, that day

Breeze skirted through city heights

Sweeping the azure, blushing blue

With white strokes of thoughtful cloud.

With the seemingly same rays of dawn

The city wakes up, to look out the window

In all of its wonder and familiarity

Heavy thoughts of clouds resting on bare earth.

Despite the cold air

Slicing through skin and spine

People go about the day,

Making friends with innocent snow.

How pretty it seems

Nature's most profound element

Dressing up for its season

In all is beauty and severity.

As morning unfolds

The sun engulfed gray and white

Heavenly down of delicate snowflake

Falls unthinkingly, coming to life.

The trees unabashed,

Take down the fall colors they adorned

Welcoming gentle, flaky icicles

To ornament their winter look of the year.

My eyes that take in

Picture frames of snowfall

So unlike and like rain, carrying

Tranquil silence amidst everyday noise.

With the soft taps of snow on the shoulder

Flurries resting on my hairlike beads

I catch a tiny crystal on my finger,

Only to see it disappear with touch.

Tiny moments like these

Seem so much like a trick of time

How fast images vanish into thin air

Not waiting our hearts to capture inside.

Looking up at the unchanging sky

The clouds' snowy tears of joy

Every icicle seems a remnant of time

The magic only fleeting until you preserve it.

I understand today

How snow soft as feathers

Brings wisps of realization

To traveling souls high and low.

Time is a snowflake

An entity that comes and goes

Silently giving, and taking

Receiving and rewarding.

-Nandhini