Frozen

Miles thick once the ice

Pressed down and flattened the

Earth, shoved trees and

Dirt and boulders into valleys,

Gouged river beds, left lakes

The size of seas. Now, a shining

Silver coating, curtain fallen

From the sky,

Binds the land an inch or two at

Most, enough to castigate

The weary world of cars and

Loans and hospitals,

And satisfaction cheap enough

For all to strive.

Locked in place, attention

Drifts across the frozen

Sheets of ice towards the

Sun, which witnesses the brief

Disaster and seeks the shortest

Distance sealed away and shut

From any eye.