Iceburg

I am an iceburg, on an endless ocean;
searching to find warmer water;
life, itself, seems in slow motion;
like sheep, I’m led to a slaughter.

For when I reach the warmth that I seek;
and into that ocean, dissolve;
I, as a being, will cease be unique;
and as one more persona, resolve.

The frozen mass that identifies as me;
is frozen and empty, inside;
a part of me is to be nothing to see;
swallowed by the ocean to hide.

Once I’ve become within that ocean;
no longer separate and free;
I once again feel his love and devotion;
knowing I’m loved and still me.

No longer an iceburg within the ocean;
a whale I have come to be;
twas not really much a demotion;
for the whale is king of the sea.

Why did the iceburg reality, called me;
dissolve; and a new one, begin?
I needed his warmth and love supply;
and a completely new life to live in.

There, once again, separate, once more;
life’s energy had become new;
much today, like something before;
all of life to simply renew.