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Fragile

Walking on thin ice Searching the universe for a new vice. One wrong step could mean never again waking One step... cracking, another step... breaking. I watch as another piece of the path floats away but from this path, I must not stray. I finally see the frozen water's edge I finally reach it, but now I'm looking down from a ledge. No more path from here, what am I supposed to do? Is this it, the end, am I finally through? Then I see something across from me Standing next to a twisted tree. Then I see something across the pit Standing over a small fire that he just lit. Then I see another, then another they... are... me... one, two, three, four. We each walked different paths to reach this place and confusion was clear on each ones' face. Water, Earth, Air, and Fire Each one with a different desire. Frozen, Quaking, Tempest, Eruption each one brings its own destruction. What is it that I am here to learn? Life, Live, Breathe, Burn! The mind is Gentle... Hostile... Changeable... Fragile.

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Date: 2/18/2021 5:05:00 AM
Onyx, congratulations on your win in Brian's contest with your wonderful poem _Constance
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Date: 2/18/2021 1:30:00 AM
So true....Lovely poem Onyx :)
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