A chrysalis of good intentions

A chrysalis of good intentions
How they diminish at my feet
Such potential for beautiful ascensions
It spills forth with great replete.

What I have requires little handling
But I roll it forth between my fingers
Behind it I’m left scrambling
If only I’d let it linger.

I’ll invite such veracity into awareness
Without my judgement’s call
And what may come of this fairness
I will fall.

Perhaps I will fall
And fall
And fall.

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