The Razor’s Edge

There is so much beauty in the world today, and so much pain as well.  Balanced on the razor’s edge, I step carefully through each day, trusting that if I fall, I will land on the side of beauty, but fearing the opposite is true…

Touched by something meaningful, my soul reacts, reaching for that beauty with both hands.  But the tears of joy have blinded me, and so I slip, foot twisting just a fraction off-balance, and my hard won equilibrium is lost…

The razor slices through me…

Such exquisite pain…

And still, I do not know if Joy or Sorrow has claimed my soul…





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