Fragility falling
through fine flecks of fair filigree,
perfect patterns of individuality speckled
on imperfect individuals.
Snowflakes melt
on steaming skin thin on time,
too thick to break through, you cannot always sink
below the surface of an iceberg,
we cannot break through
all that lays beneath, all the lies below the surface,
it gets hotter the closer you come to the cold truth,
only in space can a spec appear spotless.
Fragility falling
through the folds of a snowstorm,
we are the swept and the sweepers, we must be swift,
icicles can injure, perfection can pierce.
I can be broken,
I can be better, I can be broken, but it takes time
to rebuild. I can be a snow-swept filigree
falling through the perfection of time
and time,
with all its perfection, with its constant movement
and minutes, is as fragile as that snowflake.
All words and drawings by Damien B Donnelly
Damien B. Donnelly 
Fabulous Damien! It does take time to rebuild. We all need to be kind to ourselves and others.
Thank you Liz, slow steps and we can find a way to where we are meant to be in the world and in our own hearts. Sending love and festive cheer to you and Nigel xx
Well said. Much love from us both xx
You can, you will, you are. Much love and happiness winging your way.
Thank you Jane, sending love and happiness right back to you 😘🤗
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You have begun and will continue. All the best for this new journey and new year. (K)
Thank you Kerfe and festive wishes for you and wishing you a bright and beautiful 2020 🎄😘🤗☘️