Once a snowflake fell

Upon a mountaintop

And melted into

..an ever flowing stream

Even then,

It did not stop

As the gentle river became

A dream, floating on…

And on, or so it seemed…

Once a snowflake drifted, now

A drop of water,

In its travels did carry long

Unto the ocean deep

It wound its way

It found its way

In daylight hours

And, in the ones

..of deepest sleep

Around the world

Again and overmore

…how long..and long

no one knows, for sure

No calendar

Nor clock to keep

As gracefully, time did

Pass..

without a warning,

Or fanfare or anything much

The soulful drop,

was gathered and lifted

From where it had been

As if by a purposeful hand

Taken so carefully

From the waves of the sea

..to the dryness of the land

By way of the rolling thunder

Trumpeting, the dawn’s question..

Sounding the awakening

That knows no earthly bounds

And so, given

By sun and bluest sky

This lovely…once a snowflake,

Once a stream

Once a river

Once a dream

Once an ocean

Once a rain

Once a touch of everything….

Now a gentle dewdrop,

..at rest upon my skin…

….for but a moment in forever…

****

ellie894 April 24, 2020

125 thoughts on “once a snowflake fell…

      1. I’m glad you liked it. I’d be lost without the internet… I remember songs but rarely the artist and title. Sometimes it’s just a line of lyrics…πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ I didn’t remember to title of this one, just Jack Johnson. Thank goodness for googoo πŸ˜˜πŸ’ŒπŸ’

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  1. For a reason unexplained (best we don’t look too closely anyway) your poem reminded me of a time, a summer long ago, when I was hiking along the Continental Divide in Colorado. I was fascinated by the notion that a drop of water falling to my left would run to the Pacific Ocean while one dropping to my right would eventually find its way to the Gulf of Mexico. As it occurred there was a summer thunderstorm late in the day and I recall sitting in my tent and being grateful that I got to see the rainfall allocation in real time. Thanks for the memory.

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  2. SUZANNE! I love this!!! So very beautiful. You profoundly reminded me…gifted me that knowing of wholeness in my heart. I remember hearing somewhere, sometime that all the water around is all the water that’s ever been here and that any given drop of rain may once have been water that Christ himself walked through….or that Einstein played in…or that at one point in its journey sat on top of Mt. Everest in the midst of heaven….I can’t stop smiling! Maybe the rain that fell here last week was in Your beautiful lake last summer. How fun! Thank You more than I can say for this….sending You the HUGEST hug and tons of Love! πŸ€—β€οΈπŸ™πŸΌπŸŒ€πŸ˜Š

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    1. Katy! Thank you!! Isn’t it positively amazing to think of. Mind boggling and settling all at the same time. I’m so glad you shared this with me! And it’s a very hopeful thing isn’t it, that all shall be well in some way that we can’t quite understand yet. But the lovely little things of the world point to it, that it should be so. Now, when I look at the water or watch the rain fall I will get lost in wonder at where all of the drops have been and which one of them You might have played in, in the summer lawn sprinkler as a child πŸ˜„. Remember running through on a hot summer’s day squealing when you got drenched even though that’s exactly why you were running through. Have a beautiful day! Thank you again, hugs and ducky wishes!! πŸ₯°πŸ¦†πŸŒ§β€οΈπŸ€—πŸŒ¦πŸ¦‹β˜€οΈ

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      1. Ahhhhhh. Suzanne! You just gifted a wonderful laugh! YES! I remember! What sweet a memories are those?!! This will make You laugh. And may explain much about me. 🀣I live on a small island that had a MUCH smaller population back then. During the summer the mosquito trucks would come around at night spraying. DDT. Yup, that’s right. And all us kids would run outside and play in the spray all the way down the street shouting out, “It’s raining!!!” I can’t even believe not one adult realized this was not a good idea, but have a wonderful laugh over it now and again. A neighbor who grew up here as well and I were reminiscing about it the other day, laughing our heads off. The mist looked truly magical under the moonlight and porch lights! Lord! 🀣Did that happen where You grew up? Thank You for the hugs and ducky wishes! They are coming right back at You, DDT-FREE….of course!!! πŸ€—β€οΈπŸ¦‹πŸžπŸŒΊπŸ¦†πŸ¦—β˜€οΈπŸŒˆπŸŒŠ!!!

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      2. OMG! Laughing Katy! Yes! I grew up in Houston I would say mosquito capital of the world but it’s probably not as bad as all that. 🀣 Those misting trucks came around the neighborhood when I was a kid too. I remember them driving slowly down the street like giant sprinklers 🀣. You were a kid outside in summer, even if you stayed in your yard it still kind of got you! Which reminds me of how I would STAND in the front seat of the truck while my dad drove…because you know…so I could see…because that was really important 🀣. Seat belts? What seat belts?? I confess I’m mesmerized though at the thought of you living on a small island. Sounds enchanting! DDT FREE, it’s the way to be! πŸ€—πŸ­πŸŒˆβ˜€οΈπŸŒ§πŸ„πŸŒΊπŸžπŸ¦‹πŸ›πŸ¦†πŸ’!!

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      3. OH!!!! I love that You are a mosquito truck child as well!!! TOO FUNNY! I should have known! πŸ€£πŸ€—πŸ˜…! And yes…..seatbelts!?!! Who needed them?!! I think people of our generation (and before, for sure!) have some pretty funny memories!!! 🀣DDT FREE, indeed, these days! Now, even though they use something WAY less toxic; when I hear the mosquito truck coming I RUN indoors! πŸ˜…And yeah…this is a sweet place. CROWDED these days….I’m often saying it’s gonna sink if people don’t stop moving here! But sweet! I hope You have one of the best Sundays You’ve had in a very long time. Topped off with wonderful cookies, even!!! πŸ€—πŸ¦‹πŸ¦†πŸŒˆβ˜€οΈπŸ¦‹πŸŒŠπŸ›πŸπŸ¦„πŸ¦šπŸ•!!!

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      4. 🀣 I hope you don’t sink!! Yep, a mosquito truck child!! πŸ™ƒπŸ˜‚ I never thought of myself that way but there it is. 🀣. And nothing fancy to trick or treat with…a pillowcase was all you needed and the dump out on the floor when you get back to sort it all 😍😜. Thank you Katy, I wish the same to You, a stunning Sunday full of blessings and No mosquitoes!! πŸ€©πŸŒΏπŸ¦‹πŸŽΆπŸ€ β˜€οΈπŸ€πŸŒ·πŸ€—β€οΈ

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      5. OH MY GOD! WE used to use pillowcases to trick or treat as well!!! I’d forgotten about that! I kindof laugh at the cute little pumpkins and bags kids use now. We meant serious business! I think we would have been good pals as kids!!! How funny. And YES! Dumping it on the floor was a thrill. Too funny. And guess what? Your wish came true! A stunning Sunday it was! Thank You! Let’s have STUPENDOUSLY BRILLIANT weeks, shall we? Our starting line is a hug circle! Ready, steady….GO!!! πŸ€—β€οΈπŸπŸ›πŸŒŠπŸžπŸŒ€πŸ™πŸΌπŸ¦†πŸ˜€πŸ˜ŠπŸŒΊ

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      6. Yes! We definitely would have been good friends as kids!!! I’m ready steady girl! Here’s to a STUPENDOUSLY BRILLIANT WEEK!!! Hug circle….GO!!! πŸ€—πŸŒΈπŸ¦„πŸŒŸπŸ¦†πŸŒ€πŸ›….πŸ¦‹ ta da! ❀️. You always make me smile, Katy…thank you for that πŸ’

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  3. Hey Beautiful Suzanne! Just wanting to send You a hug and say I hope You and Yours are well!!! πŸ€—β€οΈπŸ›πŸ¦†πŸŒžπŸπŸ’•πŸ¦‹πŸ™πŸΌπŸ¦„β˜•οΈπŸŒ·!!!

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    1. Kindest Thanks Sweet Katy! Such a joy to hear from you. Brightens my day which is quite alive with birdsong. Not sure what they’re up too 🧐 but it’s something πŸ˜ƒ! Hope You and Yours are well too!!! πŸ€—β˜•οΈπŸ™πŸŒ·πŸ’β˜οΈπŸŒΌπŸŒΈπŸŒΊπŸ¦‹πŸ›πŸžβ€οΈπŸ€—!!!

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      1. Love this, Suzanne! You always brighten my day as well and just as I am reading this the sweet birds are singing their little hearts out here as well!😊It IS something, isn’t it! We’re fine, thank You! Onward. πŸ¦†πŸ¦‹πŸ’•πŸŒ€πŸ§šπŸ½πŸ¦‹πŸ€—

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