The Brutality Of Beauty

Raindrops fall

Puddles forming all around

Reflecting the moonlight

Like pools of silver on the ground

Fireflies flitter

A distant streetlight flickers

 A soft wind blows

The liquid silver shimmers

And I feel a glimmer of peace

Pass through me

Like the calm before a storm

I stare up at the moon

As its powers take hold of me

Transforming me

And through the pain

I marvel

At how something so beautiful

Can create something so brutal

So monstrous

As me

 


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