Minor fissures,
Just hairline cracks,
Spread slowly
At first,
Fine lines on a
Smooth surface;
Creeping across a
Marble plain,
Barely making
A sound, but
Marking - scarring
- All the same.
See here, where
The lines turn
At odd angles and
Bend to meet, but
Never touch.
Traces like veins,
Telling different
Legends every time,
Spell the history of
A more valiant heart.
