This poetry is a frozen ocean of deep devotion,

groaning, crashing,

grinding motions,

breaking, dropping,

roller coasting,

seemingly still on the surface at times,

yet all the while, hiding vast wilds of life.

 

Few can know the fresh water streams moving through bitter saline in sweet currents.

 

Emergence is a process of long-accumulated power,

not for cowards,

shattering ceilings to push to the sunlight,

sending fountains of ice crystal showers

that pile into luminous towers.

 

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