When Good Fruits Go Bad

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Story of a soul

A gentle stirring of the waters
Undercurrents of motion
Its calm belies
the raging within
Where oceans meet
and seas enjoin
the most tumultous
yet the tamest
The abyss is deep
yet the sky is deeper
Where there is darkness
light survives.
But where there is light
darkness dies.

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