Frozen was the creek,As winter winds danced.
Each drop imprisoned,
Icy blue their tears turned
At nowhere a sailor struck
Cursing northern winds.
When hit the first ray of shine
The little hearts came to life.
Forgetful ice, winter had turned them,
Divine ray of shine breathed soul in them.
Not have they forgotten their path.
Again they go where they belonged.
The day winter snow melted.
-- Toufeeq
[These are the thoughts that just came up, I know this does not sound quite poetic, probably I will rewrite it again.]
