They Say No Two Snowflakes Are E'er The Same Poem by Brett White

They say no two Snowflakes are e'er the Same,
E'en when they Fall, Entwined, and Share a Soul.
Our Souls merged so close that Love was its name;
If named, 'twere, in that Misty Mountain Glow.
Some things, lost and unnamed, should Forev'r Stay,
Like the Beauty of thy Face in Winter's
Cold Embrace; kiss'd gently by the Sun's Ray,
(Benevolence in its Prime) which Splinters
Discord that runs rampant throughout the World.
How can two snowflakes illumine the Globe?
Through Shimm'ring Love, Hope's Beaming Flag, unfurl'd
In Grace; God's Violet, Velvet-Soft Abode.

Love thaws the Blackness of Undiluted Hate
Into the Pureness of the Whitest Fate.