Ice.

Through the bearing winds we wait
to be taken to a king that we do not see.
Even though we have not seen him
we know he is there.
Our God our King is there in
this frozen torture
or any pain.
He is there for us
and even though we know
he is there
the task is not easy
to die on this ice.
We have to constantly think of him
being there
that is were our strength resides
At the center of the ice in him