Jordan Wenman


Elemental - Poem by Jordan Wenman

First impressions can be deceived.
Free from worry and stress, enclosed in confusion.
The head of a child, the body of an adult.
Perfect, cried the mind.

It was destined to happen.
For water and fire to combine.
If only the thinkers could imagine it.
Opposites attract.

A gift so precious and delicate.
Such things are cherished, even worshipped.
Unwavering patience, had to practice.
Experience every moment as a lifetime.

But deceived by the gift.
For all its splendor had blinded.
No longer was it a gift, a knife instead.
A knife embedded in the dream.

A Dream shattered, water evaporated.
A gift no more than a plague.
Darkness spreads from my heart.
Once more the universe is out of balance.

For I am one, alone.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 25, 2010



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