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All the stars are snowflakes

in this subatomic world

of myriad particles

where planets dance

and galaxies making hay

rotate in shades of silence

beyond the range

of any curious scope while all

the snowflakes in the lamplight here

are stars, each one a masterpiece

of crystal jewel delight,

a diamond carved with infinite concern

by some old craftsman hunching to his task

while just outside

all the stars are ecstasy

exploding in the unpolluted air

into the unspoilt darkness of the night,

making the mind,

before a whiff of such great mastery

in macro and in micro time and space,

come over sudden faint.