At Oceans Door
Dare we wade these tempered shores
less fear of what the next wave brings
a tidal rush playing fates encore
with the music of a thousand wings
This last primeval surge of mystery
completes its voyage at our feet
lost from time's forgotten history
it seeks true peace without deceit
Each drop a story yet may recount
of places seen where myths awake
it brings to us this last account
of trials faced and risks to take
From darkened depths life will surely rise
When hope brings light to sightless eyes
Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2017
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