The Ice Port

A frozen gate of cosmic blue, Where oceans whispered words are true. An iceberg cradles secret skies, With planets mirrored in its eyes.

The waves curl soft, like silken lace, Inviting souls through time and space. A flock of birds ascends with grace, Guides of the void, of starry space.

A lady draped in white and gold, Steps forth where mysteries unfold. Through icy doors, the silence sings, The Ice Port waits with endless wings.