Ice is transparent.
Beyond it—what can be seen?
What is desired?
A worldsealed within.
A universelocked away.
The world is silent.Endless.
Imprisoned—
a world,a universe.
When will it end?
How long—
inside the ice?
Even if you stare,you cannot see.
Even if you touch—only water.
The world slips away.
The universesinks inward—
and anotheris born.