Ice

I am an iceberg-

Cold and harsh-

Yet- also beautiful,

And friendly

In my own

Mysterious way-

When I feel separated,

I cut myself off

From the Mainland-

And drift away.

Visit me;

For all can-

But I’m never really

In company-

And it takes

A gentle guide

To help me home-

Before the current

Loses me

In devoid parts-

Unknown.

A/N: what do you think?