Too Fragile a Dream

A dream, A shining ball of brilliance Held lovingly in my palm Its sparkle shone with The edges of my tears. So daintily My dream rested Upon my hand, Cracked and dry. So fragile it was, The dream of mine Nestled there Between Magnificence and hope, Between Sun rays and galaxies Between Esoteric and real. The dream began To slip And drip Watering the saplings Of pain In my heart. And then it fell Through the shallow space Between my fingers- And shattered Like glass On the rock of reality Beneath my palm.

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