The Wave

Pensiveness drowns the evening
In a shimmered sea of reflection
Don’t fall in.
Stay afloat-
and basque
In the light of the
Hallowed moon.
Never soon these yearnings
Quenched
Frost bitten senses
Give way – true self
Merge in union.
Consumed in desire
Flash fires of trepidation
Serve only as markers of faith
Free will Leaves us-
Free to decide…
Who of Man
Truly knows the heart of G-D.
‘Tis you?
‘Tis’ me?
Sages, Prophets, Sinners…
Kings?
Downtrodden or Blessed?
I breath in the pensive evening.
And know
I am alive

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