Snowflake

I stood and watched a snowflake 
As it tumbled from the sky 
I wondered about its journey 
Down to me from way up high 

Pulled by unseen currents
Sometimes left and sometimes right 
A gentle downward spiral 
In the freezing winter night

Unique in its creation 
One of millions in the throng 
It gently alighted on my nose 
And in a second it was gone