Dear Snowflake; You know who you are! You gourged yourself with the idealism of the world enlarging yourself in the process of your up and down formation ultimately being elevated to the top of a pedestal before beginning your necessary fall. Each and every snowflake is uniquely created pure and white as the snow. Gracefully you float on the wind bringing beauty and sparkle to all to who are able to see and behold. In the excitement of your creation you became so filled with your beauty the purpose of your creation, your true destination is not your problem.
Oh yea, an encounter with the reality of the world below with the real possibility of being collectively gathered with your friend snowflakes into a frozen ice prison or a more rapid reality encounter with an enemy of the human kind. The most feared end – the warm of the human touch which can assure instant death for a snowflake and the rapid transformation into the source of your beginning.
The formation of all life –> water –> the breath of God passing over the well spring of new life for every creature. Water that can quench the greatest thirst of one dying in the desert of life or of another in need of being washed clean from the grime and dirt the forsaken collect on life’s journey as they pass through the valley of darkness anxiously looking for some source of light and the possibility of new life. Oh dearest snowflake, never ever become discouraged for without your beginning the ultimate hope of the redemption of lost souls is not possible.