The thought of splashing in water
seems incomprehensible today.
Even the dew on the window pane is frozen in place.
Ice crystal droplets creating a kaleidoscope
with the light of the rising sun.
Some days my heart feels as solid as this ice.
Secure and solid in my own ways of doing and being.
May you melt the walls of ice that block my seeing and being in the world.
Remind me that water is water in whatever form
and that even frozen water holds the power of your Spirit.