10/30: snow

Each flake of snow is already falling when it materializes -
this is immaculate descent, born before conception.

You had an idea about life, and how it would be.
It was like this, you realize:
formed before you could articulate it clearly.

We are children, our feet are cold,
we have our hands in our pockets,
but we still look up to the sky,
even as the flakes land on our cheeks and eye lashes.