PoetryABIce Age

ICE AGE

PoetryABIce Age
ICE AGE

What is this ethereal realm

Encased in water

That doth appear to have solidified?

 

How so,

that ice should transport us 

to another world

where all is held 

in mutual abeyance?

 

How come,

that life itself is paused,

and we do know that come the thaw

a great vista of beauty

shall break forth upon us?

 

It is indeed a marvel

A delight

A glimpse of a realm beyond our own

A reminder that we are but

small and insignificant


20 December 2021
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© 2023 Kenneth Thomas Webb


Written 3 December 3, 2014

This also appears in A Thousand Dimensions