Yet to these gaps, wildflowers will be allured.

Life is like a  Northern drystone wall
The limestone’s perfect balance is designed.
But take one stone out and the whole will fall.
For every stone was to the next aligned.

Maybe its new form is strong, secure
But often it collapses, leaving gaps.
Yet to these gaps, wildflowers will  be allured.
And little pools  form, home to frogs  perhaps

As life goes on, our complex structure grows
And in some part, we see collapse contained.
Not just contained, but new life comes and goes.
In the end,  love’s willingness remains.

The journey takes us through a strange terrain.
We are a  whole, though parts are misaligned

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history
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