avalanche ...

under the hurt the ice forms somewhere near the heart and the feelings that were once so fiery grow cold and sour it's the end of love again and still there's no sense to it no sense to the way falling in love seems so easy and wonderful while falling out of love takes on such a monstrous unravelling as the world breaks up into puzzle pieces around you and buries you in an avalanche of confusion and cold snow when the crest of love collapses it's never any one person's fault when two are willing to scale great heights over uncharted rocky crags and icy precipices they always risk the slip of faith and the crash of hope until too often the story they struggle to write gets lost in a sudden and endless descent its final chapters left to be the unwritten empty lines of what no one can ever know some say love is fleeting but that's not really so love binds us together for a lifetime in memory if nothing else and over time the beautiful moments burn up and out of the ice and the thought of the one who was once wrapped in the anger of loss is transfigured like a fractured beam of sunlight through a dangling crystal seeking a way from dark to day bringing with it a special sense of everlasting grace like the one you caught in a gasp the night you let me go Copyright © Kennedy James, 2009. All rights reserved.