Snowflakes

"no. i remember thinking, one winter day, that we were like snowflakes on the sea, you and i. our love was so beautiful, so special, but, like the snowflakes, when it touched something bigger, it dissolved."he smiled, somewhat sadly, at the imagery in her statement. "snowflakes on the sea," he repeated thoughtfully, his eyes locked now with hers. "did it ever occur to you that that snow didn't really cease to exist at all? it became a permanent part of that 'something bigger' - a part of something eternal and elemental and very, very beautiful." - an excerpt from 'Snowflakes on the Sea' by Linda Lael Miller