The Rhythm of Snowflakes

Behold!

that drawing in

of breath

a minty

entanglement

of starlit senses

How they curl

like the opposite

of smoke

over the very

insides

of my

earthen throat

crackle of

autumnal breezes

whooshing through

like a beacon

And in that

split-second

right before

deep freeze

my molecules

rise and fall

in the rhythm

of snowflakes

each one a

unique entity

dusting the

solid soil

with loamy richness

and simultaneous

feather impressions

of relief

Now

like silk draped

alabaster

I am cooled

Like sweet

river water

I flow

rocked by

the slow

churn of

growing freedom

that alights my pores

arises in tender

stillness

through the

looming forests

of my skin

penetrates the

unseen journey of

my night

as demulcent

and persistent

as the balmy petals

of a

raging,

fiery

bloom

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