The Frozen Lakes by Edwina Reizer

 The lakes are frozen again.

They look like silver glass.

The cold winds from the north do blow

and another winter must pass.

The life that's under this wintry scene

conserves its energy.

It awaits the warmer approach of spring

to lift this canopy.

And when it feels the crackling ice

and the warmth of the sun

it will rise to the surface in its annual search

for food to overcome

the stillness it's known in the deepest water

that now seems to be done.

Life returns to the lakes again

as the ice does disappear.

The water comes alive again

and once again we hear

its life.