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From: [e-mail] (kenneth.t.wolman)
Subject: Crossing the Ice Under the Moon
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Date: Mon, 4 Jan 1993 03:56:48 GMT
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CROSSING THE ICE UNDER THE MOON

You step carefully,
for in the darkness, on the ice beneath the winter moon
the light plays tricks on the eye, on the mind:
and the fire that burns, that would warm you,
might plunge you into darkness unimagined
and a coldness beyond cure.

The temptation is great:
stand in one place, secure in the knowledge that here, at least,
where your feet are rooted, the ice is solid.
But in the vastness there is only you,
shivering against the cold, dreaming of warmth
and a fire that will fill your veins.

So you must go on,
in fear of the heart within you that counsels against fear,
in fear of the fire that would warm before it drowns you,
seeking four walls built against the wind
and the fire that is safety, that will take the cold
from your heart, not turn it to ice.

Do not wander too far
from where you have come to: do not hunt for the fissures,
nor cry over wood that is green, that may smoke,
that is not what you saw what you dreamed of this place:
only come out now and then, in care: walk on the shore, in safety:
look up at the glow of the moon.

Kenneth Wolman, January 3, 1993
--
Kenneth Wolman          |       To die of fear of revealing yourself
AT&T Bell Laboratories  |       to the person who loves you is murder.
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