When the ice on the Chena River
finally breaks up
it cracks everywhere
all at once

What was solid and six feet thick
suddenly fractures
a jigsaw puzzle
of a million white ice chunks

flowing downstream to the Bering Sea.

Glacer ice cracks, too
with an unearthly sound
that reverberates off cark canyon walls
and alters the air we breathe
and the thoughts we think.

For a moment, after the echoes stop,
nothing is as it was.
The entire Creation re-sets itself in the silence.

One thing is true:
When ice fractures
There is no going back.

           Carol Parker Ph.D.
           January 2013


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