Dilantha Gunawardana


Knife


I am like a blunt
Knife blade
Lost to the world

Jagged edges
That could once bleed stone
Now gathering dust
In the corners of a forgotten universe

Yet amidst
The evanescence of her vocation
There lies within her
An obsidian splendor
A makeshift mirror
Incandescent and honest

A reminder to mankind
That losing one's edge in life
One's mantra for worldly success
Is an elixir to finding oneself

For serendipity is no holy grail
Only the blade of fate
Severing your umbilical cord

To spawn a castaway of life
Who finally learned how to swim.........

Submitted: Sunday, July 28, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013
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