Birthed from a cloud all gravid-grey,
Each snowflake had to make its way,
Curiously looking all around
As it floated to the ground .
And each made a discovery profound –
That each had been shaped quite differently
Each crystal formed so uniquely
That it’s shape could never be —
Repeated this side of eternity.
But inevitable was Fate’s decree–
And short-lived their individuality,
For they melted, merged, flowed free,
To swell the mighty rolling sea!