"It's water's lesson".
Time paused into shape.
Hardens like a decision;
obscure or clear, the elements decide.
Cools the air by presence,
Pulls warmth in, to sink it.
Holds without owning.
Audible cracks, yet breaks without warning.
Chipped, becomes fragments.
Melted, remembers motion.
Sometimes contains something ancient beneath silence,
sometimes only pieces,
clinking proof
that stillness never lasts.
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 6:06 PM UTC
"It's water's lesson".
Time paused into shape.
Hardens like a decision;
obscure or clear, the elements decide.
Cools the air by presence,
Pulls warmth in, to sink it.
Holds without owning.
Audible cracks, yet breaks without warning.
Chipped, becomes fragments.
Melted, remembers motion.
Sometimes contains something ancient beneath silence,
sometimes only pieces,
clinking proof
that stillness never lasts.
Thoughts?
