Glacial Tears

A poem

Photo courtesy of DallE-3

There’s a kingdom in the clouds,
a palace with quartz steps,
a sanctuary for flocks of
golden hawks to roam free.
It sustains entire ecosystems,
a loving community that gives back
what it takes, and takes only what it needs.

As blessed as it may seem,
the kingdom is cursed with a quarry,
gushing tears from its glacial eyes,
it’s missing something deep.
When the violent torrents
stream down the kingdom’s
granite cheeks,
it hums a somber melody,
the search for serenity in song.
The sound of a waterfall after all
is no different than the sound
of the broken hearted’s thoughts
all along.

~DS