Fragile
Moments dwindle
in fragile isolation
a touch of doubt,
fragile,
as Dresden china
of past days
Strewn thoughts,
lost in short sentences
the past scattered
and forgotten.
Fragile future
silent horizon
calm sea in the lee
Past days,
fragile as morning dew.
Presence opens in the book of silence
daydreams,
forgotten in the afterglow
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