Glacier
Falling from a precipitous sky
Hurtling headlong towards a fragile me
Frothing tumbling popping splashing
A milkshake poured from an almighty tumbler
Flowing nowhere
Destructive urge suspended
In crystalline blue
Awaiting another ice age.
(c) Steve Capelin
Fox Glacier - neighbour to Frans Josef
7 comments:
Wild, what a wild place
Do you get a handle on the 'idea' of time when at this place?
Surreal. Love it.
Sarah,
the sense of time is almost incomprehensible. The glacier is one thing but the valleys and the ddebris created by previous much larger glaciers is unbelievable. At Tasman Glacier (Mt Cook) where we were standing would have been under 700 ft of ice - a mountain! Hard to describe. Puts my time on the planet into perspective. Awe inspiring.
breathtaking.
I'm a winter chick, always have been, and those pics are astounding but I could never brave that! A very cold hat off to those who do, though!!
Your poem graces the snaps beautifully....!
Otherworldly! And just beautiful.
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