There’s motion in the ice 

Crumbling to a collective rush, 

Charging out to sea 

With years of walled-away rage 

–

The river overflows 

Out of its mountain prison,

Sending the walls crashing down 

Into a riverbed of skeletons

–

Replenishing the valleys 

On its homeward voyage

Giving back what’s been stalled 

In the snow for too long 

–

It builds and destroys 

On its well-meaning journey, 

In its heartfelt revolt  

Through a wilderness of ashes