|Poetry & ProsePoetry & Prose OnlineCarol Campbell
Quietly they fall, disturbing nothing.
No trace left behind as they vanish.
Yet their existence holds so much.
A clear morsel full of turmoil.
How can something so light
contain such a heavy load?
Perhaps in a multitude
they share an equal portion,
easing the pain they carry
one itself could not bear.
Together they bring strength.
Alone they would surely suffer.