mobius heart

How quickly life can change

sunny, cloudless, no ripples to trip

yet in mere seconds the tide will change

shifting the emotional sands of our shores.

Now turbulent skies reveal the worst

like what remains when death walks in,

that for which we cannot rehearse

or have scope of imagination to bear.

How best to cope when all seems lost

or grief seeps in and holds hostage your heart

and then one night a new moon shines

eclipsing this internal purple bruise.

And on we go, these cycles in life

each a beginning and end to each.


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