Natures' Sculpture
Is it bona fide, or is it only me?An image captured,Droplets enraptured,Within a crystal glimmer. Refracted lights shimmer,Holding for just a moment,Much more than a quotient. Creatures encapsulated,Not moving nor animated,Held frozen cryogenically. Invisible to a wandering eye,From a picture one can spy,The illustrations drawn within. Water drops freezing skin on skin,Prisoners inside an icicle's confine,Many illuminations brightly shine. Is it only me?...
