If ice became home,
Would you still think the world was cold with indifference,
Or would you cherish all warmth as beyond precious…
Would you sit by a hole on a frozen lake, hoping the fish would bite before the frost did,
Or would you share tales of ancient rites of passage, where inglorious hunters earned their most glorious pelts.

If ice became home –
Would you not skate on frozen lakes and watch sunlight dazzle in crystalline splendour…
Or would you slade down snowy glades
With a pack of loyal dogs, their hot breaths steaming life into the frigid air…
Would you see that though the frost may sting, there is warmth in every gaze and every voice…

If this place became home –
Would you not build a recluse atop its snowy summits
So that each dusk and every dawn,
You’d watch the dance of ice and fire
And wonder about the origins of magic…
For here, the frost may sting, but there is warmth in every gaze and every voice…
And if ice became home, you’d realize that the coldest world still lay in human hearts, beyond your wintry paradise.
Β© judeitakali
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