Fragile.


Land towards the great apart,
Driving swirling through the start
Faster faster soon to break,
Crash forward into melted ache
Galvanizing springs our wake,
Fragile forms are all we make.
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2 comments

  1. Little mote of dust,
    Little crumb from the crust,
    Little ray of light shines on both at last,
    And beauty is eternal.

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