IT IS

Snowing glory down on the smoker's square
Formed by nature's algorithm
Every one is as different.
From here, it is snowing metatextuality.
We're all right in our distinctions of the world.

The path has become slush,
An amalgamation of snow and clay mud
As the footprints of the students trample
Crystalline uniqueness into cold water:
Sweet academia at its finest.