The sweet softness of the world around me during and after the recent snows provided a pathway for this piece. A familiar theme, but through a somewhat different lens.
Solitary
Singular snowflakes waft down from above,
destined for a temporary perch on
bristly branches, silent structures,
weaving waterways, luscious landscapes,
furred or feathered friends.
Perfectly complete on their own as they descend,
the angles and edges of their forms
create an intricate, crystalline whole.
On their solitary journey there is
no need to struggle or resist.
They simply go where air currents take them,
trusting
as they
part of another whole for a time,
then melt away
to eventually flow anew.
Sarah Carlson
March 1, 2012
