There's something magical about this snow
That glitters and sparkles
As if diamonds are hidden inside,
Blankets the earth before it dies
So diamonds become emeralds.
Numbed by their beauty, I try to pick them up
But these sugar-coated emeralds
Dissolve under my touch,
Feather-light, broken,
Silent as the night they were made in.

-Cheryl Chu (sorrowlicher)