Heart of a Snowman.
By David Milligan-Croft.
Imagine yourself as a snowflake –
One of billions
Of unique hexagonal prisms
Falling from the sky.
Then we settle –
Some on the highway
To be churned into slush.
Maybe on a mountain top
As an accomplice
To an avalanche.
Perhaps, I am the heart
Of a snowman,
Or the dusting on a leaf of a tree.
But when the sun awakens,
To warm the earth,
Don’t we all melt and disappear,
As though we were never here?
But we haven’t gone,
We have merely transformed.
Seeping into Mother Earth
To begin our journey
All over again.
8 responses to “Heart of a Snowman”
I recently read a book about the person who first photographed snowflakes. Wilson Bentley. Your poem reminded me of what struck me about him, his love for snowflakes as beauty and as a part of nature that he wanted to reveal.
Thank you Claudia, I shall check him out. I read a book recently too where a meteorologist photographing snowflakes in Alaska was quite prominent. (Probably inspired this poem.) ‘About Grace’ by Anthony Doerr.
Thank you. I will look it up. As to the snowflake guy I mentioned, I was struck by the total pleasure he got, life-long, from snow. What a lucky man.
I would actually recommend Doerr’s other two novels before that one. ‘All the light we cannot see’ and ‘Cloud cuckoo land’ are both great.
I will check these out (literally, from our library). I’ve seen the titles mentioned multiple times but never read them. Thank you for the recommendation.
There’s also ‘The ice palace’ by Tarjei Vesaas, which is brilliant.
This one I don’t know. I’ve added it to my list. Thank you!
Lovely depiction of the.lufe cycle of water.💧💧💧