Thin Ice

I am like thin ice

The crystals that form over the rushing winter stream

Fragile

Covering over

The rushing

The turbulents through my mind

Of when, why, what and how

A winter stream swirling with doubt and cares

The thin ice of my calm

The joy

Cracks again

Pieces swept away like rafts of hope

Vanishing in chaos

A whispered thought

Gratitude

Just gratitude for all

Beauty that is mine to see

sweet love in joyful smiles

Builds to trust

All is ever given

Nothing is ever withheld

From overflowing gracious heaven

Calm makes my thin ice thicken

I am a clear exquisite expression

Of ordered Principle

Crystalline

I am wealthy

Gentle gifts, holy and pure

Supporting me, defining me

I am trustingly tranquil

I am thick ice

Sure, unbreakable

Impenetrable,

the raging whys of broken trust are meaningless

the stream leaps with imagined fury and

I do not shatter

I am ice

Serene

Sure

Freezing solid the waterfall of doubts

Rising over

Above

To skate away

Beyond time.