Iceberg & I

Like life, growing day by day.

Standing atop my iceberg listening for the freezing waves.

With each crashing sound I watch them break and give way

Receding into the distance like my memories of yesterday.

All possibilities fall short attempting to see its depth.

Solid is my iceberg so upon a pillow of snow I slept.

Dreaming to the whale's song as the moon slowly crept.

Somehow I lay motionless yet icy tears I wept.

This Iceberg is mine I engorged it with glacier sized tears.

Try as I might to recollect, let go and persevere.

Though it has grown so mighty, atop I feel sincere.

For I forged it from my frozen heart for my friends of yesteryear.

My story, my burg floating out until light.

Showing the world I am not damned without a fight.

For upon this lonesome quest I embark every night.

Until my Iceberg and I drift toward new horizons, lost and completely out of sight.