Ice Ages

Ice Ages

A thousand years ago
The ice came.
Drifting down from the north
To cover the land.
No warm face of the sun.
No call of spring birds
On the wind.
Just peace;
The peace of the dead.

The sun cannot hide
Forever, and the ice
Receeded back to the north,
Leaving bare patches,
Earth open to the elements.
Earth pale and vulnerable
To the wind
And rain.
The rain of bitter tears.

The earth feared.
The tiny life stirring
Just beneath the surface
Trembled to be so open.
But the sun smiled down.
But the love warmed
The soft earth
And the heart,
The heart began to beat once more.