Poem 767 – Gold Leaf

A delicate beauty,
This life is prone and fragile.
Like sheets of golden leaf it’s
Capable of invoking awe
Before crumbling under
The weight of our passing breath.

Caring for my parents has reminded me of the preciousness and fragility of life.
(20.01.26)

© Ben Quant 2026
Photo by Patrick Hendry on Unsplash

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