I am a contradiction!

Damaged and fragile,

a smashed up china doll.

Introvert and quiet,

a lone snowdrop,

passed unnoticed –

unwatched and unobserved.

Inside –

a cavern.

Older than time itself.

Deep and hidden,

solid,

like a foundation.

Ever there, ever present,

with a core of steel.

Immovable.

Determined.

A stormy winters night,

brooding and moody,

ethereal, transcendent,

not belonging.

Like a storm cloud passing through.

I am a contradiction,

with a beating

heart.

© Steel Snowdrop 2012

By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm