The Waves
I'm looking
at the slow ripple of time.
In the rhythms of the ocean
moving away into the past
The waves take our words
and cast into the abyss.
My soul is floating like a feather.
The darkness
absorbs the fears and anxieties.
Close my eyes.
Do you hear an echo of God
amidst the waves?
Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2017-06-26 at 11:33
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