hope

be kind
I slipped and fell
and broke my mind 

I went astray 
for certain disconcerting 
for those I hurt when I was hurting 

It’s icy underfoot at the edge of the world
it’s an unrelenting slope it’s a tightrope unfurled 
too many threads tangle 
and heartstrings are frayed 
there 
far too many tread 
alone and afraid 

but no lacerations, cuts or scars 
no deep incisions 
imprison stars in their own darkness 
yet still they shine 
and they inspire 
and they align

and so sparkles hope
colliding inside a kaleidoscope 
colours that bleed and patterns that play 
designs that form 
from our disarray