Shard and Silk

Shard and silk take your turn enter into the hue... of a spinning urn. It's ok to weep. To make a pond of salt. For when love buckles under ice blown mountains it may not be your fault. Shard and silk. write your love song in silence. Stoke the mental cord. Back pedal into time Far beyond when you were born. Truth travels at the speed of light. Catch it if you will. If you don't, it doesn't mean that you've failed. It means you're willing to go for it-to die for it. Shard and silk. In the warmth of God-driven tongues. Ice mountain feeds the pond. It. It's ok to pass gracefully. to eat life like a wild beast to bloom- to wilt to list on the wind carved cusp of time.