Tale of Ice Cubes

We

are the ice cubes

sitting in the dark behind this

closed freezer door;

Last night we transformed from

water to ice cubes

The beauty sitting on my left

is Jenny

The princess sitting on my right

is Julie

Julie’s eyes are filled with tears

when I spoke to Julie;

Julie didn’t speak much

Jenny is a cute chatterbox

Sometimes,

I am a monk

Sometimes,

I am a music artist

I travel between the

silence and noise;

One day,

when we were in deep sleep,

Julie was taken away from

the ice tray by our

nineteen-year-old owner’s son

for his drink;

My water heart shed tears for

the loss of Julie

I realized her pure love for me.

Jenny leaned on my shoulders

with fear.

In the darkest night,

Someone unplugged the

refrigerator,

Jenny and I melted,

mingled into

an eternal soul.