Temper

Temper

Your lungs a furnace
Forging exhales

Your eyes filter
Spectrums and waves
Into sensical shapes

Your hands mold and form
Words and clay

Your feet wear a path
Through intimate space

The world in turn
Transforms your familiar face

Time takes convictions
Wears them smooth

The wind softens certainty

Tide carries away
The self you construct today

What is left

The ever changing shore line
A conversation between
Know and unknown
That sets you free
For incremental
and
Eternal becoming

 

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