How fragile we are
I sit and watch the twilight
In vaulted heaven burns brittle stars
I feel the rush of wind
It cares the ash of pine
I feel the movement of the earth
In rivers of darkness flow
I feel the cosmic birth
How fragile we are
I know the tilt of the universe
In seas of oblivions void
I touch the ground it trembles
I see what is in between the fragments
In moments beyond thought
I see echoes of images from afar
How fragile we are
I taste the abstract firmament
I watch the collapse of a neutron star
In coldest nights of darkest wind
I feel the ties that bind slip away
It carries the filaments of decay
I know the passage of soul
How fragile we all are
In movements of the metronome
In oceans of reality
I feel the slipping away
I wish I could stay
In the aftermath of life
I see how fragile we all are
Copyright © Poet Tellaferro | Year Posted 2025
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