transformation

Winter-Sun-3Here is the beautiful poem Nicole read at the Toowong winter solstice.

Transformation by Myra Dutton

Does a snowflake,
flung from an angel’s wing,
trust the fall,
not yet knowing the grand design
or what it will become?

There is patience,
a whisper of natural order,
as it follows its innate path,
anchoring light to Earth.