Life's Crucible Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

There comes a time in life when hope
and dreams of old descend
into the fog of childhood veils
as times and places blend

The edges of a winding path
are often strewn with rocks
addictions that can hamper steps
with painful stumbling blocks

Illusions disappear like dew
when singed by challenges
of hardships worldly ways present
in fiery crucibles

What soul escapes the sword of fear
or counters bones grown cold
who then has risen up unscathed
when years on earth unfold

The eyes, the gait, the wrinkled skin
are proof and telltale marks
like maps with tributaries cut
by branding iron sparks

Some fight the process and the walk
some rather break than bend
some find acceptance and a faith
that lasts until the end.