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Nature's cruel, Staros -Colonel Tall to Captain Staros in The Thin Red Line
We see a vine choke a tree and say, nature is cruel yet how beautiful the vine
Beauty and cruelty twist like red thorns on green vines squeezing an effulgent heart
We say knowing no other mode while seeing transfixed until feet lose purchase
Seeing and saying cross don't walk shimmer in the glare of calm after sudden storms
Denial and vigilance on either side I cross and recross the line carry scars in quivering hands
Shaken like seeds on soil that faithfully swallows words clipped from tears
Torn from pain no glory no romance to rout but pain in sovereign silence
We come back as to a memory kisses and pierces alternate a column rising only so
Unanswered but calls to life flowers drawn in blood and fallen away like ice
Mark Kerstetter is the author of One Step: prayers and curses and The Mockingbird Sings blog. "The Effulgent Heart" addresses the new unstable world Mark entered around Christmas 2016, when his wife was diagnosed with an aggressive form of breast cancer. Now, almost two years out from her last treatment, they know to treasure every moment of life, beautiful, terrible, uncertain.
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