If I were the first snowflake
Gliding on frosty wings
Of the East-Westerly bound
Gentle but icy winds,
As I came down from heavens
And heard His gentle voice:
“I give you the privilege
To tell me what’s your choice:
Would you like to sit down on
A tender blushing cheek,
So that from its warm fragrance,
Some comfort you may seek?
Would you like to alight on
A lonely winter rose,
So that you may comfort it,
As a hardy wind blows?
Would you like to mingle with
Majestic mountain snow,
So that through it, your splendour,
To the world you might show?”
I would humbly say: “My Lord,
Let Thy sweet will be done.
I would be contented in
Your choice, whichever one.”
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Initially written as entry 379263 in the book "FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL" , FAITH, NATURE & INSPIRATIONAL. Posted as a static item on 7 August 2008.
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