"Watch veeery closely!" she exclaimed cheerfully. A miracle of white fell from the heavens and piled up on the ground below. Her pure soul was white like the falling snow.
The fleeting nature of the snow was very familiar to her. Attempting to grab beauty for oneself will make it disappear. Maybe she would slip away as well.
i should have reached out to her, unafraid of the knowledge that she would one day disappear. No longer can I reach the heights of this beautiful miracle.