Twenty Feet Down

Frozen icicles hanging from a rooftop have a sure destiny.
The ultimate time of their end depends on the temperature of the air,
The wind factors, and the heat that escapes through the attic.
There is no thought about it; it just is.
They will return to the Earth one day.

Veering over a ledge looking twenty feet down.
You have choices to make.
This depends on the heaviness of your sorrow,
The amount of time you think you have left,
And your thoughts on what will happen if they do or don’t.

Neither choice seems well,
So you wait and wait!
You feel frozen like an dead icicle,
But you know that either way,
It will be over one day......
Either way!

It will be ALL over one day!

(C) Ileana Reich 2008