ICE AND WATER

The ice cube slipped from my hand and landed on the floor.  I picked another from the tray and put it in my glass.  I like ice in my wine.  Just do that's all.  I added water to the tray and returned it to the freezer.

As I leaned over to pick up the errant cube I stopped and looked at it.  A tiny puddle had formed around it on the warm floor.  It moved slightly.  The puddle grew larger.  Not a sound.  Before my eyes ice was turning into water in complete silence. 
I straighten up and thought about the water I had put in the tray.  Opening the freezer I slid out the tray and looked at it.  Yes, the water was becoming ice.  I put it back. 
I glanced at the cube on the floor.  It was smaller and the puddle was larger.  I stood there and watched the cube slowly disappear and become water without making a sound.
I opened the freezer again and pulled out the tray.  The water had become ice.  The wonder of it.

Marshall Kimbrough-Warren