Shards of frozen crystals settle on a rock
Beauty lends itself a home on a bedrock of strength.
Exquisitely adorned by nature.
I feel your strength engulfing me
bidding me live, bidding me stand
in-spite of your cold and aloof nature.
Set this frame right next to me
and when cold hands come beckoning
The ambience of happy days spent with you shall comfort me.
Written for the daily post and photo challenge.
A white veil covers me, I fight to stay green.
How long before the cold takes over?
Frozen over, doesn’t matter much
Rigid was my nature before the ice.
Now I am beautifully rigid, an enigma.
Held up by that which should cover me
Standing but frozen in place.
Should I be hopeful?
Often means dashed hopes
but only for a season ….
Half frozen or half melted?
Depends on who you ask,
The sun or the clouds.
Depends on who’s time it is.
Depends on what direction you face.
Profile me iced.