it's not me, but certainly one of the most
intimate and
essential parts of myself.
the one i cannot convince by force
of persuasion logic or necessity.
if my heart is the ocean,
then i'm in the boat without paddles or compass.
i wager my time by augury, for in the waves
i see the changes
as the ocean's temper turns.
and with every new turn,
the impossible door opens. looking upon miracles,
immovable witness, my humble bark surges forward.
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it's been awhile, i was missing your words...
Hello Dragonfly, who are you?
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