The living faces of ghosts, passed on and still alive
Skies will burn with rain, clouds forming beliefs again.
Rousing fears from a skeleton deed, long forgotten
Mixing thoughts formed through shapes of the sea.
And so it shall pass as all does with endless hate,
Drowning in the sea of one man’s love.
A fence blocked me from seeing the light
The storm came, thundering the waves of time.
Fire burned in that endless sea, flowing to the fence that surrounded me.
I found the sea and my time, but the fence was gone.
My child cried and the waves splashed on and on in my mind.
Serpents knowing thy name, reading for the lion’s mane.
Flashes of teeth crying out all lost in the sea of flood.
The one that can’t be two is forever lost.
In the beautiful big white blue.