Gliding Thermals
by
, October 31st, 2020 at 01:28 PM (346 Views)
You are Kelvin, holding
to your absolutes.
A windswept plateau
too stubborn to yield,
you stand in eroded glory
revealed
the implacable nature
of your heart.
And I, Fahrenheit’s child,
cling to the familiar
highs and lows, ride
your thermal current flows
and know,
I’m but a beat, a breath away
from the fall.