Fragile Trust, a poem.
Posted: Sunday, January 24, 2010
by Carol Fernandez
(From 'soft foot treads of my soul.'
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As she gains height and strength the sun's power smiles through
the frozen wasteland of my heart
the layers of ice frozen in time from the coldness of others gently thaws
exposing the raw nerve endings of deadened desire
and the ravaged remains of hopes and dreams.
As the first gentle breath of soft south west wind
stirs the dormant bulbs of passion
silent and forgotten in the cold earth of loss and emptiness
gently, a tiny fragile white bud of hope forms
from the dead wooden stem of disbelief
and with infinite softness opens towards the light of your smile
With a tender touch, gentle as a butterfly's kiss, she opens fully
Yet her soft petals are as fragile as glass blowing in the wind
For a harsh word, a rough touch will cause them to fall
And the winter frost of hurt will cover over their delicate beauty for ever..
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