A line I draw
an abstract demarcation,
limits me much as possible
a constraint,
I dare to cross.
The distinction is splendid
as between a cliff and the lake
one steep towards the sky
the other on the flat level.
A watchful entity.
Conscious of the line
I refrain from indulgence
wish not to speak of others
passive and sober, I work
experience serenity.
A revised version. Like to know which reads better?
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