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Saturday, September 30, 2023


 

when the sea
washes over us
when the sky
falls down around us
when the ground
disappears beneath us
does your heart stop
do we still breathe
can our eyes truly focus
did love make this happen
or are we grievously trapped
misshapen by lack
riveted by lusty capital
given lustrous love
some disastrous sin
what if the sea
could not love us
what if the sky
would not kiss us
what if ground
could not give us home
should our hearts
continue beating
should we still
want to breathe
would our eyes
discern shape
see vibrant colour
enlighten our minds
maybe we wouldn't feel
such harsh discontent
maybe we could realize
resentment into contentment
perfect joy
endless love
then we
shouldn't be
so confused
so very blind
still we are battered
fail and fall
we are shattered
contrite and frightened
unwelcome pushing
so much hate mail
those matters of fear
often digital in fact
wounds I find  
contusions after the act
even though
restitution calls
a restorative sea
washes over us
though I've failed
lost your trust
sky is falling
all around me
what I have lost
wandering broken ground
sadness burying me
pray for gladness
happiness living in your heart
compassion takes
mistaken spoken words
though we're forsaken
take another
left or right
insightful breathing
focusing brightness
waking zeal for a good life
keeping things
as they should
restore some firm footing
beneath me
rhythmic beating
living fearlessly
love not carelessly
but daring and entreating
such sweet art
fair kisses oh so fleeting

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