Ice and Sky

It occupies my mind, a foreign terrain

Lit up by the sun’s rays, 24 hours of light

Drawing my imagination south, pulling me toward them

The mountains rise through layered clouds

Strong, resolute, rising above ice,

In stark relief against a blue, cloud streaked sky.

Glaciers curve down mountain valleys

Coming into view from behind the peaks

Flowing down to the frozen sea

Rivers of ice, golden in the late-day sun

Looking smooth in the distance, but cracked, tortured, broken

At their toe Icy cliffs lift high above sea ice

An impasse, short lived as gravity wins

Pulling the ice always downward and out into the cold, frozen sea.

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