unknown..

I know you dread

the not knowing the end.

And I know the ringing of bells

from the other shore,

makes you rattle like autumn leaves.

I know you mistake the angels,

for a  screaming flock,

in wicked ecstasy.

I know if we catch the arms of the willow,

and swing to the coast of our dreams,

the last  wrecks of reason,

will collide

into

a nothingness,

of wind and mystique.

 

~ by Aquatic Poetry on June 13, 2013.

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