Upon the frozen stage they glide,
A symphony of speed and skill,
In helmets and blades they confide,
Where winter’s spirit drinks its fill.

The puck, a renegade of dreams,
Darts across the glistening field,
In fevered chase, the tension teems,
As warriors of ice refuse to yield.

Echoes of sticks in rhythmic clash,
The crowd erupts in thunderous cheer,
In every pass, in every dash,
The heart of hockey beats sincere.

Under the rink’s cold, shimmering beam,
Legends are born with every goal,
Bound by the passion, the endless dream,
Where ice and fire make the soul whole.