I started to think
like a glacier on the brink
the transition from ice to water
what the brain does when it alters
and the stones left behind
take on a new arrangement of the mind
The weight of words never told
get heavier as they get cold
the young pick them up from the old
finding them where ever they rolled
Elemental forces
roam about like wild horses
as the temperature rises
life is full of surprises
chaotic and erratic
like finding things in the attic
What was once frozen
reveals the randomly chosen
but our underlying nature
is collectively so much greater
Hannah Cox . 12/9/08
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