Today, I breathed into the air,
two cups of moisture… as I do everyday
which was absorbed by the atmosphere
in some arcane, yet everyday way
To couple with clouds…the cold…
and a mote of dust…to take
The wondrous form of…
A crystalline snowflake
What in my most delirious dreams
Tis a heartwarming thought
To be a bit of the creation, of Nature’s schemes
My essence, and breath have wrought.
no one gives thought Of simple inhalations,
Of everyday breaths… ordinary inspirations
Yet in every exhalation… everyone takes
A part in the creation…of snowflakes
By David Whalen
