[sakari09]

The moon’s rays
Glisten off the sleet falling from the sky
As it lands in my outstretched hand.
For someone unlike me
It would melt in their palm.
I will the ice to melt and dissolve into my skin
But to no avail.
Instead more land on top of the first
Making a brand new shape,
A misshapen lump of frozen rain
Good for nothing more than to cause
Irritation and chaos
For the foolish people who believe
In man’s foolish laws.
But in my eyes,
I only see the reflection of myself
In the frozen piece of rain.
Hated by some, revered by others
I am myself.
I know no other me;
I am what I am
Although others may not believe what they see,
A goddess of the winter.