Glacial Beauty Poem by Phil Soar

The glacial forms stretch out to touch the sea
Breaking waves as the sunlight helps it calve
The force of breaking ice creating mini tsunamis
Rocking the tourist boat we stand on
And replenishing the ocean with fresh water
Being replaced by more from the ice cold wilderness
That stretches back to land and the mountains
As the day gets older the captain insists we must leave
I wish I could stay awhile and listen in darkness
To the sound of the berg creaking as it floats away
My idea of heaven and natures way of keeping me transfixed
By it's beauty