Ice

This morning we awoke to an ice-encrusted world.

The sky was as white as the snow covered ground.

Everything frozen in crystal.

We will have to take a walk, before it is melted away by the sun.




"Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells

Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust --

Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away

You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen."



-Robert Frost