I know,
I can navigate,
On the ocean's quietness;
On these blue waters,
I only see your face,
Through dark waves;
The next shore is still afar,
From my reach,
And I swear that,
One day,
I will arrive there;
Many navigators aspire,
To swim in the ocean,
But they ignore,
How deep it is,
For it's unwise to get,
Rather than seeing;
And my soul is still finding,
His own reign,
But the Blindness still persists,
Like a sweet honey,
Ready to eat;
How much long,
Might I still wait,
For I realize,
About my way?
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Author:
Poetae Opus (
Offline) - Published: June 4th, 2017 16:31
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
This is really nice. The only comment I have is to change "I just see your face in the waves". Write something like "I only see your face in the waves". It gets rid of problems with flow.
Thanks for your comment. I'll consider your advice.
Thought provoking. Enjoyed
Thanks for your comment.
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