The tantalising miscommunication
blasts down a cloud of mystical malcontent.
sifts into the mesh of the humans’ souls,
shifting the little grits of goodness
deep into the crust of what once was Earth.
The crust fills with malicious material
aching to burst forth to greet the light of day;
to shower the world with criminal crumbs,
and unleash chaos unto our delicate reality.
and sanity-lacking specks
float down to find a soft landing on this,
our open-hearted haven: Home.
See this wondrous phenomenon,
by mere open-heartedness caused.
© Annalinde Louw 2013
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This piece was written on 7 April 2013