As the hammer falls,
And it so frequently does,
I shed these bright sparks.
Like red-orange and angry steel.
One day I’ll be cold and sharp;
One day I will shine.
So come now, O Great Hammer,
I await your touch.
The modern world through a veteran lens
I love the poetry, very meaningful
I really appreciate that CLL!
There’s something deeply satisfying about re-framing painful experiences outside one’s control and harnessing them into service to forge one’s character into something stronger and more resilient. ❤️
Also, I’m digging the 2-syllable “red-orange” to fit the fives and sevens pattern. Clever.
🉠I use words…