Connections

The snow falls

  Quietly
    Calmly
      Straight down.

Each flake can be followed as it passes the window,
  gently moving in connection with the other flakes.

   Softly bumping

      Joyfully jostling.

They land.
  Be here they whisper.
    See us now, they whisper.
      As they connect with each other and to all that surrounds them.