Though you may feel alone, you’re not. Someone is always here. This is a poem about life.
Though you are not,
I know you’re here.
Just as I’m here,
Gently, but firmly locked in
like the salt and water indistinguishable,
ebbing and flowing as one ocean
in continuous interplay
between the softness of the water
and the essence of the salt.
And the depth of the gaze is infinite
yet near,
here and continuously sustaining.
Your star ever so bright and soft
In breathtaking vibrance
0
Leave a Reply