Overwhelmed
As they are
By the inexplicable
So I settle in
Allow the divine
To speak for itself
Let nature speak
The last act
Of a once reticent sun
This vibrant glimmer
This display of possibility
Grim hope
Bleak finale
Reset: next!
Spectator at the edge
Close enough to feel the spray
Of power’s fearsome rush
Intentional purpose
Inexorable decay
Dynamic tension
Eternally entwined
Monochromatic textures
In untouchable dimensions
Which I nonetheless
Touch
The sky
like a distant hope
The sea
is my rolling pain
The land
oh, it anchors soul
And I
hold the sky
Let the pain
roll away
Heel to land
find my soul
