when elements collide
all the chaos is creation
emotions swing and slide
up and down in this equation
what childrens hands chop down
is rebuilt a minute later
will never earn a frown
credit all to the creator
when all wounds are mended
the grief is gone
the end seems not the worst to come
it's the hanging in
an infinite loop
waiting for someone to cut you loose
a peek from high above
onto promising new grounds
is mostly not enough
to abandon all your fear and take the leap
into the crack that opened up
when you fell back upon your trust
the very second as you realized you must
to move along but to back up
now that your heart knows what's there
when all wounds are mended
the fear is gone
the end is yet the best to come
it's to soar in the air
no bitterness
just sure enough you've got a lot to lose

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