A crystalline structure
of water and cold
Twinkles in the moonlight,
As glamourous as the moon itself,
The light concentrated in
its symetry
its arms wave gaily
to its brethren,
Twirling down
to the cold ground below.
Sailing happily,
Not knowing of the end,
so near,
when death
will crush
its fragile limbs,
and never
release it
from its grasp.