A darkened room on this cold winter day. I look at the window, so bright and clear. The tiniest of glimmer that I barely begin to see a speck of water turning into a crystal of ice. Uncommitted, undetermined, sans any goal it seems as it hangs about while more friends arrive.
Ordinary, ugly, tiny blobs of frozen moisture with no plans in mind but everything falling into place just as nature ordained it; they simply comply. Time passes by and suddenly I realize! Meaningless blobs of ice I see no more my eyes widen in wonderment as I wake up to the beautiful snowflake !
