Snow

Crystalcraft in every flower and flake

Snow exhibits, of the welkin free:

Crystalline are crystals for the sake,

All and singular, of crystalry.

Yet does every crystal of the snow

Individualize, a seedling sown

Broadcast, but instinct with power to grow

Beautiful in beauty of its own.

Every flake with all its prongs and dints

Burns ecstatic as a new-lit star:

Men are not more diverse, finger prints

More dissimilar than snow-flakes are.

Worlds of men and snow endure, increase,

Woven of power and passion to defy

Time and travail: only races cease,

Individual men and crystals die.