In Quebec’s quiet winter wee
A season’s joyful jubilee
Crafted mid cliffs towering tall
Sculptures sitting in silent awe
Glistening gems grown from sea spree
Blue-blush hushed by green-glow glee
Fascinating formed frozen freeze
Sketched a skillful sibylline sprawl
In Quebec’s quiet winter.
A sublime sight stunning to see
Until spring summons the flow free
Tuning it to a fast free fall
A raging race, a roaring wrawl
Go gaze and kneel at nature’s knee
In Quebec’s quiet winter.
Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:25 PM UTC
In Quebec’s quiet winter wee
A season’s joyful jubilee
Crafted mid cliffs towering tall
Sculptures sitting in silent awe
Glistening gems grown from sea spree
Blue-blush hushed by green-glow glee
Fascinating formed frozen freeze
Sketched a skillful sibylline sprawl
In Quebec’s quiet winter.
A sublime sight stunning to see
Until spring summons the flow free
Tuning it to a fast free fall
A raging race, a roaring wrawl
Go gaze and kneel at nature’s knee
In Quebec’s quiet winter.
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