PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

From the winds of the world you flutter down

A kernel of dust with an icy crown

Such things you've seen meandering

What wonderous songs you could sing

And I stand looking upwards facing the sky

Your brothers and sisters glide slowly by

I see you in a glittering sun kissed ray

A wild dancer in a languid sway

The ground is so close, now rising fast

That spiral down will end at last

But I am here, which you didn't expect

On a pink warm tounge you fall to rest

And I'll drink you in, my cold snowflake

Like a small raindrop in a lazy lake

You are tastelss to me, you quickly melt

And I become the seed of all you've felt