You want to think of this as the geater difficulty
we know exists
Only looms large. One's dreams against the
realties.
Or one entity flowing against a flowing tide
of resentment, envym bitterness. One entity
There is no other, in truth, any man, running
and clamoring for freedom
The thought of it all, fleeting as the crashing waves
below, flowing again in currents
You are but a passing ship in tormented
seas...catching and dropping its cargo
Unfurling the darkened aurora in bursting light
Open and widen the heavens, O clouds of orchids
for this love-struck one, absent his beloved
After, entering, this early tide,
ever so slowly, so bright...
That last scene, floating across the wide
screen of unspeakable time
Who now knows? What beholds
who cries
Crushing pictures return so vivid,
to the water's edge
This time, so cruel, so staunch,
sharp and violent
Cruel and fierce storms of life and love...
catching us
Copyright 2013 by Myles Saulibio All rights reserved.
(Photo by Karsun Designs on Flickr, used under Creative Commons license)
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