The ice grows thinner, underneath my feet…
Tiny lines spreading out, tendrils of the weak…
Betraying my passage, betraying where edges meet…
Buckled, cracked, thrown up against the shore…
Undercurrents pluck, waters rise and pull…
Slip beneath the brittle ledge, to surface never more…
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Words & Photography by Cicely Robin Laing © 2011 All Rights Reserved
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