Those moments you could die
happily you greet them knowing life has let you peek at its absolute peak
and you’ve reached the top of earth’s natural ceiling
and Mount Everest can only get smaller
or the half dollar turns up tails
and you lose the bet, your head and your friends
but never the love of God and the beauty of misery
these are the currencies we all must see
in exchange to sense we’ve touched the lit element we reach
to burn and to teach.
One snow flake.
And all your attention goes to that single snowflake about
to hit ground and be
swallowed by a snowbank
and that’s you
proving the duality of divinity
the weight of a snowflake.