picture by Emma Hall

A tip of an iceberg

Standing tall above the water, a good story is only a tip of an iceberg. Raw, broken, exposed, firm against the slamming waves. And the big truth isn’t to be seen, lying in the abyss. A good story is only a tip of an iceberg. Above the waters nothing changes, forever stays the same, a refuge for the wandering birds. But underneath the currents carve and level, leaving their marks time and time again — a good story is only a tip of an iceberg.

And I look, and I watch. And I observe all those little details, above the waters, but the true story lies there in depth.

A good story is only a tip of an iceberg.