To a Snowflake – Francis Thompson

What heart could have thought you?

 — Past our devisal 

(O filigree petal!) 

Fashioned so purely, 

Fragilely, surely, 

From what Paradisal 

Imagineless metal, 

Too costly for cost? 

Who hammered you, wrought you, 

From argentine vapor? — 

“God was my shaper. 

Passing surmisal, 

He hammered, He wrought me, 

From curled silver vapor, 

To lust of His mind — 

Thou could’st not have thought me! 

So purely, so palely, 

Tinily, surely, 

Mightily, frailly, 

Insculped and embossed, 

With His hammer of wind, 

And His graver of frost.” 

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About भण्डारी2013

Has a reflective and idealistic types of personality. Loves to participate in Social activities. Extremely loyal by nature. Laid back unless a strongly held value is threatened and a talented writer too.
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