WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES

REVISIT
A snowflake kisses my cheek,
Not as salty as tears when I weep.
Calming my restless thoughts,
 Light as feather, fragile as dew.
A snowflake dances on my elbow,
Life's slippery chant, it follows.
Fading away, leaving a whisper,
A message in its transient beauty.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI