Colliding Snowflakes

Falling aimlessly.
Born in the depths of clouds, we fell
Listening to death’s deafening knell.
We had only this time to exist and feel
Can 2 snowflakes turn society’s wheel?

We collided high, far from the ground
Spectators were few, even fewer heard the sound.
Our encounter was brief, intense and unsafe
But it altered my course, I paused in faith.

My formation was altered, though death’s peel still loud,
I realised I could not be protected by clouds.
My alterations so fine, they’re seen only by some
But so fundamental they cannot be undone.

So I continue to fall, with gravity’s demand
Now I have no certainty of where I will land.
So that’s my story -I wish you well,
While I wait for the ground, to freeze or to melt.