A Precarious Premise

We weren’t built to last

By Ryan BurkeyPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Like a sand castle on the sea shore,

What we had was always finite —

Beautiful in the moment,

Soon to be swallowed up

By the rising tide

Take a picture

Before it

Falls and

Fades

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Ryan Burkey

PNW native. Government analyst by day and a writer, song-writer and musician by night. Writing topics include nature, faith, relationships, and social commentary. Hobbies are traveling, coffee shop vibes, food, and comedy.

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Esala Gunathilake2 years ago
Absolutely a brilliant work.

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