In our remarkably stable world
Held together by a thread of patience
The foundation groans under tremendous weight
As iridescent light slips through the cracks
River water runs sweetly in the background
A fraught harmony stimulated by our own nature
Winding through our once opulent garden
Inure to the sensation of wilting
Tenuous smiles painted boldly in white
Whispering spontaneous musing I've come to memorize
Rose tainted hands mingling easily despite my trepidation
Of living such a life irrevocably
