Days go by

The days. The days drip drip drip. Every day a timy drop. A drop from a single icecicle. An icecicle hanging over the side of a frozen bank. The bank attached to the edge of a massive glacier. A glacier that moves so slowly that it doesn't seem to be moving at all but every drip of every day moves it along. Another drop furthers it along. Patient yet unyeilding, it moves. Nothing can stop it. Drip......drip........drip.....