Life
The world stumbles to life
awakening from a deep slumber
to find a sharp crust of ice
blanketing the fading grass
that now shimmers softly
in the first frail rays of the sun
sending crystalline rainbows
dancing across the ground
in waves of beauty
that pull the mind
from those brittle blades of grass
frozen in rigid formality
but easily snapped
by an ignorant
uncaring foot.
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