Encouragement

No Two Snowflakes

An Invitation: Read with Isaiah 55

No two snowflakes,
It is said, to pander to our pride
In our uniqueness, as if it weren’t inherent,
No two snowflakes are just alike.

But if we are not like, how can we be met
By another and understood to the fullest
Of our being, how may we be seen?
Not by our own wit or merit, that’s certain.

And so we pass here and there, drifting alone,
Or we dive headlong to the ground, to melt,
To meld so that we may be like, near solidly
Like and inseparable, till we change form.

Here now we are fluid beings, running off
To join a stream and then a larger body,
Or if the pressure is just right we’ll go silently
To vapor, shapeless and unsure of ourselves.

No two snowflakes,
It can be said, to appeal to our wonder
In our creator, as if His word could return void,
No two snowflakes are just alike.

Originally Published on Faith Danielson