Her triumph
The shattering and shocking tragedy
of your outrageous fall
fills me with paralysed dismay,
while no one can remain unmoved
by such a shocking story and adversity,
which would have killed an ordinary person off;
but I would think your sensitivity has saved you.
Oaken trees of stalwart hardiness
will break at heavy storms,
while rushes, whipped down to the ground,
will rise again as soon the storm is over.
Your vulnerability is utterly extreme
but will by its mere delicacy,
deep-felt empathy and total flexibility
survive whatever earthquake cataclysms,
emerging only nobler and more beautiful
for all the undeserved atrocious trials,
as each flower after winter
and the irrevocability of growing daylight
after every midwinter nadir.
And thus you triumph in your worst defeat,
maturity renewing your nobility
and harmony transcending all discord
to settle down in peace.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-12-24 at 10:21
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