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Port in the Storm
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Crimson Tossed about on the raging seas
The winds and waves crashing over me
Searching everywhere for some sign of relief
Lost in darkness as the night puts me to sleep
Drifting along an endless tide
With only solitude in sight
Traveling aimlessly through the torrential sprays
With only the remnants of long gone yesterdays
The only company on this treacherous sea
Were the remains of unforgotten memories
When the winds flew in and the waves raged high
This vessel ebbed and waned at the sky
Teatering precariously at each peak
Before plummeting down to the raging sea
This divine dance of death crashing down
Rocking and swaying with no sight of ground
Glimpses of futures, pasts, and present began to fade
Succumbing to granting the seas one more grave
When a sudden glint came into view
An oasis emerged on the edge of the sky
Between the Heavens and the seas
And though, a mirage it could be
Hope enflamed in these waterlogged eyes
A port in the storm arrived, in the form of you
Ugh!
Beautiful ROC!
"This divine dance of death crashing down
Rocking and swaying with no sight of ground"
Oh, this is how I teeter.
Loved this so much!
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Luv...
If you only knew ;)
Glad you liked
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr
Seas
l liked your sea images one whole lot - poets are ports in any storm, methinks. A keeper ~~A~~
I couldn't agree more
There is always a poet around whenever we're in need.
Thank you Stella, glad you enjoyed
"Music is a universal language and needs not be translated. With it, soul speaks to soul" - Songsterr