how delicate is this life
that one word, one mis…step
the bending of one finger
can rip a hundred hearts apart?
the way the zephyr innocently snaps
a limb so sturdy lush and green
or the fate of the field mouse feasting on seeds
as red hawk’s talons take hold
the hiker’s boot carelessly crushing
the castle of the dawdling slug
or the fragile web that can only hold so much
of dawn’s dew drop tears
only love is infinite and still
time, thoughts, nature, earth…
everything else moves
everything else dies
For Open Link Night. Bjorn is our fearful leader and host as we go LIVE at 3 p.m. EST.
More details at dVerse Poets Pub.
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