Every promise of wonder.
Each moment a possibility.
Each of us perfect in our descent.
Into upturned faces, bright and true.
Laughter that glitters as it sounds.
All of us reborn on the journey.
The magic is all in the falling
Before the shine dulls
And the sparkle fades
Before we shove, and are shoved, aside
Before the dirt settles
Catch a snowflake now and then
If only to recall
The singular magic
That happened during the fall