Thaw At Crowsnest Pass

THAW AT CROWSNEST PASS Huge mountains massed and cliffs sheer. It’s March And endless blue sky cold is held back by the Chinook arch, Snowy prairies rolling into their thousand-mile realm - The landscape is gigantic, majestic, orchestrated to overwhelm. But I stand and watch the lake-ice thaw, Surprised by the tiny delicate music - Descant ice - jingling, jangling, tinkling In delicate accompaniment to the giant symphony. Ice chunks tangled in slow waves with the wind Tiny tintinnabulation before total ablation. There is silence and harmony around the sound, The small melody of the ice breaking into spring’s chorus. Note: Crowsnest Pass is the southernmost way through the Rocky Mountains in Canada