
As the grand lake’s
winter waves
peek over the land
in its flow,
the bitter cold holds
to make glorious icicles,
separating a portion
that’s slowly developing
into ice boulders or
swirling ice sculptured hills.
Within a few weeks
the strength of sun
calls the ice to retreat.
It slowly melts itself down
and ebbs back again
from where
its fullness released.
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