I could see a face beneath the ice
deprived of air to breathe
without a voice,
trapped inside a frosted world
that gave no heed, no blessed welcome
save the Universal One
the Holy Ghost lingering there
a shadow in the deepest deep
all secrets alone forever to keep.
Many thanks all you welcome readers for the likes on this one.
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raypool
Tue 30th Jul 2019 15:29
Thanks for coming through David. I'm glad you looked into it, and to be honest I didn't have a plan, but liked the idea of it, and perhaps the thing behind it is the unreachable elements of life and the inevitable question is there a God that remains out of the picture for some and apparently all seeing for others, the ice being the division some may feel about it. Yours is an interesting take; we are a bit like sea urchins with so many sensors that one may brush past like a fish and activate the whole person. That in itself is a fairly ghostly concept (at least today). Medication time obviously or the coat.
Ray