Monday, December 21, 2015

HANGING IN THE BALANCE




Life hangs in the balance.
Calm blue waters.
Pretty pink sand.
Palm trees waving in the breeze.
Life hangs in the balance.
One big burst of wind.
The palm trees will go flying.
Lifted from their roots.
From their anchor to the ground.
One small breeze.
One incidental shift in the wind.
And all could be gone.
The more precarious,
the more precious life becomes.

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