A hard coating of ice sheathing all the branches

Amazes the eyes and mind and causes lances

Into the heart, and so invigorates with passion

One stops to feel the pleasure, out of fashion



Pulls camera out of store and goes to scene

Taking in the wonders, recorded the beams

Of light reflected off the hard glass outer shell

Took it all in, in order to have it later to jell



Sometime in the future to look back on it all

And marvel at the course of nature so small

Yet magnificent in its turns this way and that

So many wonders come out of nature's vat



The warmth of the air attests to the lure

As the heart cries out with a surety so pure

For this kind of magnificence is so unique

One wonders if it'll ever be able to peak ...



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

8:40am Sat. Jan. 17, '98