Melting Thoughts
The snowflakes, white and pure, they ballet in
Like newborn thoughts that surface from within,
we would be wise to treat them tenderly -
just one harsh influence, they cease to be.
And we know not what will become of them.
They wander, yet inside their havens stay
Some find their way and rest upon firm ground,
misled, a few by winds are blown away.
The boots of fate come trampling in on that
which envy, fear and hate already taint.
They fragment those whose flawless structured mat
has glazed itself in nature’s silver paint.
Exagoni, pristine, stay free of fear
though their impending fate remains unclear.
Likewise true thoughts prevail, preserved inside,
though they may be witness to Evil’s tide.
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Copyright © Sneha Rv | Year Posted 2016
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