Once she was

[dreamingofdepth]

I got my wallet stolen yesterday. either that or it fell out somehow... though it was even hard to pull it out with force sometimes. it made me sad.. it's hard to explain but i felt like i felt the collective spirit of the children of santa ana lower.. the collective messages in the air leaning towards what is wrong. i need to help.

Once she was a sky scraper
Strong in her stance
while I stood in her shadow
in awe of her possibilities
and mine with her.
Once she was her charcoal
gliding over smooth carefully blank walls
blanketing them with beauty
devouring emptiness with meaning
Once she was losing balance
amidst contrasting winds
and once she was impeded
they offered an escape
and once she had her first
they held her suspended
Once she was earth in my hands
and I watched as she
slowly slipped off the cliffs of my fingers
Watched because i didn't believe
I could bring fingers together and hold her
As I held her letter K took on new meaning
and feeling, as, stumbling, she fell crumbling away once
she was beyond reach and I was helpless to defend her
Once she was
Once