What heart could have thought you?
Fashioned so purely,
Fragiley,
Surely.
He hammered,
He wrought me,
From curled silver vapor,
So purely,
So palely,
Tinily, surely,
Mightily, frailly.
Sculpted
and embossed,
With His
Hammer of wind,
And His
Graver of frost.
From: To A Snowflake
By: Francis Thompson
Nice pictures Rosemary.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from Holland
Joop
Greetings, Joop, our gardens may be far apart but thanks to the internet we can visit any time we like!
ReplyDeleteThis is definitely one of my favourite posts. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Morgan, it's one of my favourites as well.
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