SNOWFLAKES
softly
not shaking
in the cold of life
softly
loving
a form
they knew
as yet unseen
but to them
always known
always being
from whence
they came
Shivam Shivam
the air did sing
where do the snowflakes go.....
and then
Satyam Sundaram
sang once again
ah truth, let thy beauty flow.
~ From the book 'Shiva poetry' by Shail Gulhati
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