shaped as ice

Like a kid in a candy store I scampered about the rocks and stream looking for one angle from among thousands and thousands of choices, elated.


He peers from behind a mask of leaves and watches as the ice forms.


Ice creatures with faces that change as they move.


Every moment contains the perfect set of conditions for something to form.


Left to the imagination, who knows what one will find.


The thin layer of ice above a fast moving flow hasn't got long to go.


the extent

as time makes no sense
to frozen water layers
trapped by the warm rock
circling solidity
manifest for a lifetime