10-1 Fragility

We seek and relish routine, predictability, and order in our lives. But life inevitably changes this, hence:



“I am” based on Belief:

The force which shapes and drives my life.

It’s stored in my brain’s golden sheath,

With edge keen as a knife.


But when life decrees Grief,

That blade shatters like falling ice;

The sheath is stolen by Grief’s thief

And what is left, I splice.