Winter Snowflakes' Dance

"A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder." - Susan Orlean

Look down: 

In a blanket of untouched snow, there is true purity 

Look up:

Descending from a sky of abysmal night 

The snowflakes perform their dance for those 

Who are awake to see it 

Twirling, pirouetting, a sudden halt & then again 

Like tiny fairies, blown about in ephemeral gusts 

Gusts like spirits manifesting into form

Clouds of snow blown about, ever-shifting 

Momentarily alive but then formless  

You must stand and witness 

This moment of natural beauty

A phenomenon as common as birdsong or spring rains

But few will decide to stand in awe 

At the dance of the winter snowflakes