"i watch the night sky while standing
before the ocean. have you ever thought what they both see? while gazing upward
the ocean has a perfect view of all of heaven. and heaven? well, when you
consider what she sees it's like she staring into a mirror. both attuned to each
other only not... heaven is all they both really see." -- Robert Anderson
heaven's shoal
it's as though i must
paint from the very view
which all of heaven sees
while gazing down to
the ocean's shoal
and as i
meagerly attempt to convey
how you reflect these
blue fragments of me
undyingly from the crevices
of my soul,
i yearn for you... yearn
for only
you
and cry
the darkened shades of your
majesty imply to me
that you're as i have always been,
am, and ever will be
for the sake
of my ambiguous dreams
you are my own
inner secret
self
i love you
paint from the very view
which all of heaven sees
while gazing down to
the ocean's shoal
and as i
meagerly attempt to convey
how you reflect these
blue fragments of me
undyingly from the crevices
of my soul,
i yearn for you... yearn
for only
you
and cry
the darkened shades of your
majesty imply to me
that you're as i have always been,
am, and ever will be
for the sake
of my ambiguous dreams
you are my own
inner secret
self
i love you
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1 comment:
Well if I didn't say it before I'll say it now... I am totally moved.
This is one of your finest.
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