I tread the thin line
that holds silence on one side
and the storms on the other.
I thrive in the breath
of a fleeting minute
that slips off
from a patient pocket.
I become the being
inside each thought
and thought inside the eyes
that face the mirror.
I crawl like a karmic bug
that makes the pain play
the most melodious song
ever composed by destiny.
I stand firm
inside each shifting mirage
that holds life on the edge
in a cut throat game.
Impressive and brilliant, deliciously elusive and fantastic! Marvelous with superb imagery. Awesome. Nigh breathtaking. I love it, intrigued.