Trial of Distance* ~

We must
Bend and
Fold
Gracefully
like the
Wind,
the
Water,
the
all-over
Air...

Or
We will
Break,
Bruise,
Bleed
until
Fully-Beaten...

The
Flow of Life is
not
Always
Fluent
and
Fair...

Sometimes it
Grows Jagged
and
Deep-seeking
like the
Blades of
Sharpened
Daggers
and
Knives...

We must
Armor Up and
Dance
Around,
Throughout,
Without,
Within....

Choose to
Combat
in
Charisma
against each
Storm and
Startling
Symmetry...

Become
One
with the
Destruction....

Claim it as
Your
Own...

Take
Pain
as well as
Pleasure
as
Honorable
Guests
into your
Heart,
which is
Love's
only
Refuge
and
Home....