snowflake splendor

"snowflake splendor"
Sitting inside with windows closed
     as it snows outside.

the cool breath of winter
     hits the edges of the window pane,
and there
          beyond the glass
               the soft fog forms.

Somewhere in this December white
     silence sits
shedding tears for something so far away.
Alone feels so alone this time of year
          and the pain so painful.

the sky slowly falls
     settling softly on the icy sidewalks
          blending all of it together.

Crystals of infinite shapes
     reach and stretch
          from the edges
of the window
               as the somber white
          paints
a December winter not worth remembering.

A ghostly visage of silvery seconds spent
hidden somewhere behind these flakes of snow
hiding the dying light.

Looking out once more
from behind the glass
I finally shed the tears of snowflake splendor
     

     and I am left to watch 

fall all the snow.
-Armando Torres