The Fuse


by M. M. Kolf

One fist clenches

Discharging the universe

What thunder!

Heavenly bodies hurled!

Journeying, spinning,

Eternal directed movement.

You – the fuse

You make it happen

Why do I hide?

Why these tears?

This tender sapling

Shallow and green

Longs to be a

Great knotted oak

Blackened

Proven

A sentry of love

You – the Alpha

You make it happen.

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