sees it coming and fights the ice
gathers his people, and looses the fire
there is no more place to hire.
Rushing time, there is none to loose
wisely choosing a path needed to proof,
he is the strong to find new roof.
Inside he is scared, is there somewhere to hide?
This white is too wide.
Mere instinct decides a cardinal point
and begins the journey with his head front.
Suns and moons come and go
suddenly a strange color, Indigo.
This is a sign
that we stand high
reached our new home and sigh.
- By Ilan Pinski Farji
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