Monday, August 1, 2016

July 2016

Are we all
Slaves to the pain
Helpless against its current 
Washed up on the shore
Stripped, again, of everything. 

Are we destined to be lost, 
Specks of light in a night sky 
Drifting further and further into 
The void 

God, I have felt you, 
On nights when the stars are so close they almost kiss me. 
God I have seen you, 
In the richness of the earth and the sweeping branches of the trees 
I think that I've tasted you, 
In the salt on my lips 
And the sand in my teeth 

Washed up to shore 
Tell me I'm not alone 

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