Long ago and far away an Ice Princess
waited for the snow to melt, believing that
once the frozen wastes were green and
lush, she would be free to go to the land
of the sun
She created beauty by faithfully tracing the
snowflake patterns she loved so much,
having chosen discipline as her goal in
life with beauty her ideal, she was sent to
live in a frozen land
Freezing the passions was the best way to
learn to do one’s duty every day, she loved
the beauty of unblemished white and the
geometric patterns formed by frozen
water drops
Surprised to see that when people thought
of hatred and pain, no patterns formed, the
freezing drops remained ugly; she dreamt
of a better world where people learnt
to guard their thoughts
And formed more beautiful patterns with the
sun shining rainbows through
prisms of snow
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