Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Ineluctably falling

It would be a head-long fall.
Treacherous,
Precarious,
Unruly dive,
In
Ring of fire.
With
Gravity deluding,
And flames rising
Higher,
My best bet
Would be to
Fall.
Without looking back.
Toppling dominoes,
Shifting sands,
Yielding heart.
An unwavering
Leap of faith.


6 comments:

  1. What a vivid description of such a big decision. You have a clever way with words!

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  3. Love the images of 'toppling dominoes/shifting sands... and that you end up in a leap of faith. Beautiful, Ruby!

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