Silently
light reflects
off the plastic bottle
close to bursting with ice.

The bottle glints
glows
gazed upon from a distance.
The sun keeps focus
on this container,
contents melting slowly,
transforming from something
near breaking
to something
newly consumed.

Before then,
there is potential in that receptacle.
The bottle nears danger
as the ice becomes softer
and air attempts escape.
Someone
may end up sopping

But that moment
is yet to come.
Now
the substance in the bottle
slowly, secretly, transmogrifies
within its chrysalis.
preparing for its eventual shape.