I often lose track
the fine crystal fragility
of love
life,
may smash to the floor
without a warning growl
and it does seem
accidental almost
that something so intact
reliable
can fall apart in shards of organic matter
the abrupt impact rattling
the sensory organs,
so many
translucent cells strewn about
the hard lower surface of being
and no amount of Elmer's glue
can return the valued glass entity
to its original state
or luster
and sometimes all that is left to do
is sweep up the memories
and treasure
the new arrangement
passing thoughts
passing thoughts
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: passing thoughts
so true - bittersweet melancholia
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"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
Re: passing thoughts
It's hard to comprehend sometimes. We (well, some of "we" at least) have come to understand a little more about this in our own lives. But I wonder if we can understand this about the rock. It's fragility is being exposed at alarming rates. Yes I know, G. Carlin was right-- the planet ain't going anywhere; it's been here for four billion years. It will deal with us..
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