Fragile
Lurking in the mind’s shadows
Dormant seeds awaiting spring
Fraying, dimming at the edges
Like
A mouse fleeing a hawk
A decaying flower
A dream unraveling
Like
Wind whipping where it will
Wandering willfully
Without asking leave
Endlessly made
Never unmade (Though sometimes forgotten.)
Some ice-cream sweet
sun-shine warm
bubbling-brook calm
Some mid-night dark
heavy-heart tired
trembling-breath sad
All muddy-rainbow weaving
fact with fiction
anguish with bliss
beginnings with middles
Until the unfinished story ends.
Memories:
Written by the Master Poet
Who (with perfect reminiscence)
Recalls our dusty frame
Recollects our fallen state
Yet renews us for His glory.
What a beautiful poem! Very thoughtful yet lyrical. Kudos to this author.