Glacier

Once I hiked up a mountain on a winding trail. 

The trail wound through the woods and meadow,

And led me to dream about a fairy tale. 

Then I hiked along a creek in the mountain’s shadow.

The creek brushed the aged trees and rocky shore.

And led me to dream about an ancient chateau.

Instead of a chateau I reached a glacier floor. 

The glacier mothered the creek and the mountain, 

And led me to dream about a universe soar and roar.