Becoming Everything

The Solitary Flake

Snow flakes falling

one by one

dancing freely

standing alone

Some fall fast

knowing the way

Some fall slow

needing to stray

A few wiz by sideways

creating a blinding haze

Others float lightly 

never in a hurry

They feel that they are separate

forgetting how they started

sitting in a cloud

neither flat nor round

now they have form

and forget how they were born

each solitary flake

ends in the same place

despite how it arrives

despite how hard it tries

Each little flake will soon melt

and lose its sense of self

forgetting it was snow

and becoming everything else