What jeweler fashions snowflakes, all unique,
each one, when closely seen, a crystal gem
that’s crafted with an artistry we seek
for making things as beautiful as them?
To those who answer that each little jewel
was sculpted by the laws of chemistry,
like water crystallizes when it’s cool,
I say the jeweler’s still a mystery,
for laws, like those of physics, can’t explain
the reason laws exist, nor even why
these laws would tell the water to be rain
or geometric jewels dropped from the sky.
They all could be the same. Instead we know
Love’s artfulness expressed in flakes of snow.
Mario A. Pita
Sonnet read by Maria I. Pita