by Pavel Chichikov
The river freezes, branches lie on top –
Let water take the weight if crystalline
As one phase changes to another
Ice to water, water to ice
To mist to cloud to snow to rain
All phases intersect
So too did Nazareth walk there
Not frost but innocence
And mystery upheld Him
We too will rise into a change
Love is the catalyst, the crystal speck
That makes the river death hold up our weight
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