Frozen Poem by Timothy Long

a single tear can tell a thousand tails,
time stands still for ice ages and evolution,
myths and fairy tales explain how being frozen in ice
are quite Blaine,
stuck unmoving,
cold and hugging thy-self's for generations,
years and years have come and past still frozen,
waiting for the day without fauilure,
when they get me out of the ice and be taken seriously,
the frozen one to free from frozen lands,
never seeing the sky so blue,
clouds everywhere,
dark and re-running with cold showers of glaciers every-wheres,
rainbow horizons come and go like a water fall does flow,
art and music,
to help me understand it,
changing slowly from cold to warm,
below zero to supernova,
sunny and beautiful,
from no snow,
to love and peace.