divergence

    the falling snow,

          pure & white, 
  
                 clean & weightless,

  reflects my heart, 

       washed anew, 

          purged of the filth, 

    the residue that 
    
         remained from past sins... 


 a new woman
  
    now occupies this body

that sits looking out 

        the window

into grey skies

     birthing these intricate crystals, 

 these fleeting treasures... 


  Gone is the youthful innocence that once was, 

          here lies a more
                    seasoned soul, 

          clothed in grace, 

  ready to spread her wings

          & soar.