this too will melt

this too will melt

last night I saw a documentary
about an ice sculptor from far up north,  
a nondescript fellow that created art
from that which is too cold 
to be held on to for too long.

for years before and, surely, for years to follow,
he carved out what he saw with closed eyes
and open ideas, he etched out what
he felt with a searching heart,
...all from cold's jealous grip. 

on this particular day,

he created a dragon
that burst from the ice -
ready to challenge the hero of the story,

he created a sword,
to pull from an azure stone -
ready to give strength to the willful,

and 

he created a rose,
with all the wrinkles of a rich life -
ready to reward the resilient.

he would spend all day
creating these unique totems,
then he would abandon them outside
and go off to bed, bone tired,
knowing well that tomorrow they will melt,
they will fade away, nearly towards never,
...and that all of this only adds to their value...


they say his sleep is worth millions.
he refuses to put a price on it. 

-M. L. Michael-
-2.18.14-

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