The Descent of the Snowflake

As you read—listen to Moonlight Moth

by—Jordie Fornies

I don't know that I've given much thought to my descent...the luxury of time I guess

But now, after months of meticulous planning and crafting, my time has finally come If I could describe what I'm feeling in a word, I would say, it's bittersweet

My descent for some brings joy and for others disdain but either way, it means the end for me. And so, with a chest full of the coldest of air, I step off

Falling...floating—a seemingly terrifying event to most but as I drift to the earth, I close my eyes in thanks for my slow descent. Because at least for just a little while longer, I am the only one of my kind