Where Gain Begins

Ice is cold

So is water sometimes

But every time water became ice

It had to lose some of its spice

It had to lose a part of itself

Had to give up its uniqueness

To gain someone else's self

As it lost, so it gained

It's uniqueness

Was forever retained

Floating above its own past

Water became ice at last

Even though rigid

It stands above its origins

Teaching us that loss is hard

But it is where gain begins.