Day 30
27.03.2014
Topic: Ice
Topic given by PenniCash
Behind the glazed surface of a waterfall
I could hear a thousand voices
History that introduced itself in every layer
And spoke of much tragedy
But also relief
When I touched it, it felt smooth
In perfect shape , and slippery enough to bounce off every obstacle coming its way.
When I looked deeper
The ice shifted in character
Small cuts and bigger fleshwounds
Placed in a disturbing comfort of white
Told a story of uphieving clashes of titans
Fight for existence
War of the world of elements
To keep existing in the original form
Or once more go through change
I could hear the silent whispers
From the lost souls that fought
Deep
Deep
Down
Resonant enough to create a frequency that I could hear
As I stood there
With the Ice
The water
Air
And ground
MesAyah
Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart 
Such a beautiful, deep and grounded poem. Really beautiful.
Love it!
Beautiful. Your doing a poem a day? What an embodiment of the Muse!
Every single day:) think this state i am in, is beyond Muse 🙂
What state is that? Alchemy? Love to know.
Not exactly Alchemy, more tuning on and off. just open up and then close when I am done
Ahh, I see
very cool poem! (pun intended) you have a gift for writing.
Pun taken 🙂
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