I:
Ice is cold.
Bitter.
Relentless.
Merciless.
Indifferent.
II:
The transparency,
And pristine formation of ice,
Is a priceless sight.
Few compare.
III:
Ice is overlooked.
Ice is forgotten.
Yet it is so close to us.
IV:
Ice is the final chapter of a book.
Ice is the first chapter of a new one.
V:
Frozen crystals are imperfect.
The combined fibers of ice are imperfect.
Ice is perfect.
VI:
Ice is a great wall,
Seperating time and space.
VII:
Ice is gentle.
The fallen child is hoisted up,
And they take off again.
Memory seemingly wiped.
VIII:
Frozen water creates ice.
But ice is nothing like frozen water.
It is its own creation.
IX:
The serenity and tranquility that ice eminates is admirable.
It creates beauty,
Awes many,
And does nothing but be itself.
X:
Ice is a commendable adversary.
If its opponent does nothing,
And ice does nothing,
Ice is still fused with victory.
XI:
Ice brings people together.
It temporarily encases life's turmoils,
Within a solid coffin.
XII:
Ice-the purest mirror there is.
Look into its clarity,
And see who you really are.
Ice is not clouded by perceptions.
XIII:
Ice is so powerful,
Yet it shatters at the introduction of the slightest change.
But it will soon reform,
A little different, though.
Despite this,
Ice will always be ice.
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