Frangible

a resonance, 

intangible, 

a barometer

for the world’s desire,

am i,

exhaling an echo

of the transient.

.

i founder in the chaos,

and grow to love

the extraneous, 

a scar and a whisker, 

a substance so thin 

in light of Soul.

.

this heart 

that had learned

to love all as equal,

takes your side 

on the field.

what is this 

affectionate antithesis 

of equanimity?

.

how i struggle 

in each moment, 

to unclasp my hands,

as you lead me 

to the wing

and i fly.

.

do we let go

in order to

give each other 

the choice

to stay?

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017









2 thoughts on “Frangible

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s