Temperance
Published by Hecate Magazine
May 10, 2021
I temper
my feelings
to withstand the extremes.
This pane forged with pain and withholding
I have to rebuild.
I know the chance remains
of being shattered—
left with my scattered remains
countless shimmering fragments.
Not any longer.
It’s time I’m built
to bend and sway—
To move with the elements
Instead of this pillar that defies them.
The Tower always stands to crumble.