Wonderful release

Calm, fierce

Our souls they soothe

            Our egos they pierce

 

They have many a Muse

Sadness and joy

A black and blue bruise

Or a broken toy –

            Down the cheeks they pursue

 

Memories from the past

Fear of what is to come

Sometimes they come instantly fast

Or stay for a while, as we come undone

            Eternity in a moment,

            Forever they last,

            Then gone with a flash

 

They hold the weight of the world

In their tiny-ness small

Representing minds broken and hearts twirled

In slow motion they fall

            Bold human display of Eros uncurled

 

*image by Norbert, Gertrude and Chuck