the deep freeze

It comes without warning.
It shows no mercy.
It has no preferred victim, yet all fall victim to it.
It cannot be outrun, nor delayed.
It cannot be stopped and it cannot be fueled.
It simply...
Is.

It will ruin all in its path. Yet it has such a beautiful feel.
It is deadly, but it is rare, and thus must be appreciated.
It can come in any color, but mostly, it is never seen.
It shows up when it is least expect.
Some are greatful, some are heartbroken.
Children are ignorant of its effects, adults are weary.
It is proud, but never boastful.
All will change to make sure it is does not threaten.

It falls, but it cannot be caught.
It lingers but cannot be touched.
It leaves one feeling humbled.
It whispers, never shouts.
It welcomes all, yet not all welcome it.
It tries to show compassion, but sometimes just falls short of it.
It kills, yet sustains life.
Its shows the beginning of one and the end of another.



What is it?


The cold flake from above - Snow