On the top of
the summit where
clouds lay thick
but thin is the air
I stare and center
quite calm and deep
at the ocean below
and a nearby reef
Waves flow out
and waves roll in
Days end there
and then begin
The sun passes by
and then the moon
Spring is over
and yet coming soon
Time evades
this vantage point
where all things
must intersect
Here where heaven
and earth are joined
and I find
this surreal effect
Upon an endless journey
we find ourselves caught
between who we are
and what we've got
I find these answers now
that I've been looking for
about what I have
and who I am not
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Breathe
PoetryThere in each other's arms in a moment safe and real We met away from any harm Understanding how we feel The light of bodies in an ocean sky as we touched the drops in each other's eyes For me, writing poetry is a necessity like breathing. All conte...
