Fragile.

Just some thoughts.

Gazing out at the world aflutter

I cannot seem to help but shudder

What once seemed solid now torn asunder

A painful cry, a senseless blunder

The lightning strikes an oak's thick bough

And shreds it to nothing, an unnatural throe

A tremor within and a tremor without

I can't help but wonder what it's all about

Fire burns the tree, its image sears my mind

This senseless strife, this thing called life

And the fragility of it all

Author's Note

This is my first piece of work I've written here on Writer's Cafe and the first time I've written anything in a while. Tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is always welcome.