Thursday, January 2, 2014

Birth Rite of Passage

Shining alone
a beacon as the light
in the night
from the spire
off the ledge
at the deep and
rocky edge
 
Ship at Sea
Relying on me
as the illumination
saving her from
devastation
I shine here alone....
lonely
Like the brevity of the
meeting
of the sand and the foam
Tide in, then retreating
Glorious moments of  collided
connection
 
Must prepare for the
rejection
For it always comes
as it must
And once more, I
must entrust
my lonely heart to
intertwine
with this deep purpose
of mine
 
Shining alone
a beacon as the light
in the night
from the spire
off the ledge
at the deep and
rocky edge

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