I entered open and closed vaults.
Diametrically opposing forces,
dancing as a hurricane – poetic chaos left to it’s heir.
The circle never reached it’s final destination.
Blackness overtaken by bright white – crystal light.
Gates leading to tranquility,
remained locked –
until the town was sleeping,
then opened was it’s embrace to the empty night.
God-given stubborn will.
Aquatic love, seaweed tying the knots –
to my escape.
Black and bright blue light,
wanders into my awareness – me unaware.
The ocean laughing at my ignorance,
when will she enter into the knowledge of not knowing?
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~ by Aquatic Poetry on July 28, 2010.