Fragile Life Crystals Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mountainous forests of green, reaching for blue skies
on jagged cliffs and rocky crags.

Taking hold of jutting rocks, placing feet where they
feel most sturdy, clutching a mountain side, not really
seeing it's fantastic scenery.

Yet, feeling whole and amazed at a wondrous freedom
set inside my soul.

Perched on a precarious rhyme of life, suddenly gazing
to the left, seeing still blue waters below, reflecting
in it's depths my position in mid-air, tenacious as it
is.

Such is the fragility of everyday life, sitting in it's
lacy fragile crystal of space.