He experienced a great loss
His wife
She jumped
Off of a building
May she rest in peace

He tried to help her
Pills and more pills

Why, why did she do it?
He must have asked himself
Driven
Far, far, away

Iceman goes
Goes into the wilderness
Of his native land

The biting cold
The sharp air
The plunge into
Deep waters of despair

He had dug a hole in the ice
And it was under the ice
That he swam
A rope secured him

His retina froze
And for a moment
He said he reached a deeper consciousness

He learned to manufacture
Adrenaline
Hyperventilating
And taking in more air
Than he let out

He has been in the HImalayas
In his shorts

And holds the world record
Of being able to be submerged
in icecold water
For two hours up to his neck

These are his records
But it is not for his records
That we should admire him

But for his desire to help others
Who had their own health problems
He helped them face their own problems

One man had cancer
He talked of how empowering this was
Not that he could be cured
But that he could do something now
To fight

And these people they jumped together
In the snow
In the freezing cold
In their shorts

And the interviewer
He climbed
He climbed with the iceman
Up the mountain
No shirt, just shorts
In the freezing cold

The iceman said it himself
It is love
He wanted to bring love
Through a strong body
And a strong mind
And this love that he showed
To people

Through his method
Empowered them
Strengthened them

I admire you iceman
And though
As a man of Tao
I would never hyperventilate
Or control my breath

I would venture into the cold with you
I would climb with you
Upon those mountains

I would swim with you
In the icy water

It would be good to know you
Good to know you

And as you suffered from loneliness
When your wife passed
I suffer from loneliness too

American life is so isolating

Maybe after we will share some tea together
You were right all along iceman
To show each other love

All we can do
On earth
This difficult place

Back in the 40's
We had an icebox at our cottage,
to keep our food cold.
It was an empty insulated box,
with shelves for the food,
and on the bottom sat the block of ice.
Once a week the iceman
would deliver a large block of ice.
I would always race on over our
little bridge to meet him.
It was like seeing the ice cream truck arrive.
The iceman would always ask me
if I wanted a chunk of ice...
I suppose it was standing there
in the heat with those
big puppy dog eyes that got him.
There was nothing that tasted as
good as a cold chunk of ice
on a hot summer day...
Unless...
it was a cold bottle
of chocolate cow pop...