For a millennium you were glacial.

Slid oh so slow

through dirt, and stone,

turned mountains into valley paths,

cracked plains, made them seas.

We watched the snow fall,

smother you until we forgot,

blinked stunned

when the sun shucked your coat

and the light made you shine.

Change creeps closer in millimetres,

presses the before away carefully,

slips itself into spaces

that hastiness would break.

Word Of The Day Challenge: Shine