MARBLE

Marble (Marvel).
A poem about how life shape us like a precious marble
and how in the end being flexible works on our benefit.

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I do not chase the chisel.

I wait for it to come to me.

A stillness thick with longing.

Cool marble beneath the sun.

A white slab of silent craving.

Not unfinished, but unbroken.

Let the world come.

Let the storm strike hard.

Let her hands form mine.

I’ll transform myself

Whatever the moment

dares to shape in me.