Resilience

She was the iceberg. Resilient and beautiful. A statue amid the choppy waters. Outwardly she maintained her appearance of many years, but beneath the surface she was lured into transformation's warm embrace. She succumbed to the icy beckoning finger of the water, and gradually cracked. Waging a losing battle against the sun's superior force, she disappeared. Only to emerge once again in a different shape. Older and wiser.