Cracked Pavements

The pavement blocks are neatly square
Yet sometimes cracks appear
That does not mean the ground we share
Will cave in to our fear
Our life is not a spreadsheet
Nor days like numbered cells
There is no sum when hearts meet
Nor code to break love’s spell
The branches of a tree diverge
The roots spread deep and wide
Yet water and sunlight converge
Like beaches and the tide

Wayne Visser © 2012


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