Fragility
a motionless pond
reflects a fragile sky
clouds want to swallow the sun
blossoms are small tears
skimming over old wounds
where doves fly against the wind
~
we share the same sun
and as moon touches your face
I wake with tomorrow's dream
lessons we have learned
come not from holding the stars
but from where we share the light
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Inspired by Deb's Contest: Walk Softly
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013
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