Icy surface fractured,
Cracked fissures, broken,
Again
In many places.
Fragile, cold, hard,
Flat edge, touched--
Seeps
From the healing seals.
Softened sometime,
Within, burning heat,
Deep
And Pressured without.
Hear the same tune,
Cycles the jukebox,
Spins
Playing the encore.
The ice pick hits,
Grates and shaves-- chips,
Flakes,
Chisel shapes the form.
Purpose unseen known,
By One Mind Above,
Works
Together For Good.
He skates across,
A well-worn surface,
Gone
To make his own mark.
Cracked fissures, broken,
Again
In many places.
 |
| Many things shape us - broken ice woman by killersmemo DeviantART |
Fragile, cold, hard,
Flat edge, touched--
Seeps
From the healing seals.
Softened sometime,
Within, burning heat,
Deep
And Pressured without.
Hear the same tune,
Cycles the jukebox,
Spins
Playing the encore.
The ice pick hits,
Grates and shaves-- chips,
Flakes,
Chisel shapes the form.
Purpose unseen known,
By One Mind Above,
Works
Together For Good.
He skates across,
A well-worn surface,
Gone
To make his own mark.
No comments:
Post a Comment
We always love to have reader input, feedback, thoughts.