I am ice.
You can't see me
forming on your wings,
lurking on your bridge.
Never think I'm tame
kneeling in freezers
to cool your beer.
No, I shatter trees
and splinter boulders.
Beneath the surface
I'm sharp as steel.
I prowl frigid seas
hunting your ships.
Silent and cold,
I am ice.
Look down,
see your heavy boots
walking on me. I'm
cracking in places, waiting.
Keep Walking.
