despite the pure fluidity of all things
things still seem stuck frozen at times
at times like these when reflections surface
distortions refractions images broken up
broken up into many pieces then shorn
as if cohesive and malleable workable
workings as if reliable and functioning
stable we take hold perhaps unawares
unaware of the tenderness of the situation
the pure fluidity of all things and more
10 May 2014

Thanks for writing tthis
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Thanks so much for reading and for your comment, Andrew. I needed to be reminded of this right now, so what a gift to have my attention brought back to this poem today with your help!
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