Cutting and shaping
Part by part
A meaningless piece of ice
Molded into art
It seems like you're traveling
Back in time
Molding an ice age
Into modern time
Working in a cold room
Day and night
To produce a sculpture
With see through light
Dreams of fancy
Carved in ice
A finished sculpture
With a priceless price.
C. Vergara
02.13.2012
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