Conflict

Conflict is pregnant with possibility

because it is the place of destruction,

and with the end of something,

from the shattered remnants and

scattered remains, can be born

something new; can the old be

transformed and re-birth be

brought from death into life.

This is Pluto’s realm and playing

field, that place where all that was

is brought to nothing, or at least

not what it was or would ever be

again. Where fires rage and 

consume and the god hurls brutal

bolts, to ravage and lay waste;

embers breathe in black hope.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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One Response to Conflict

  1. Really insightful. A new perspective on conflict which most of us would love to erase from our lives.

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