Beneath
Beneath the icy soil,
frozen in endless winter,
hard, like a shield,
something precious lies,
something unseen,
warm and fluid like love,
but frozen in time,
frozen in winter’s fear,
at times seeping,
just enough
to know that all is not winter,
and so, you delve,
too often failing,
at times coming close,
perhaps someday,
to discover.
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The picture was taken near Dorset, VT. You can click on it for a larger version.
Tom
Quarry House 
hope. and the thaw in spring. to release whatever it may be…
Hi Tom,
Happy exploring!
…and so you delve…
And so your craft is ever fine tuning itself…
I liked this, Tom.
Always so nice when nature comes to life again after being quiet thru the winter months! I like!!