Uvial
Through the tide my body floats
On a sea of memory
Stroke my flesh
Wear down my thoughts
Make me purely ME
Purify my heart's chalice
Wipe with shining light
So dendrites of my past affairs
Are expunged into the night
For I was born not yesterday
But twenty years ago
To live, to love, to find the light
In words that I must sew
And as such...
The sea became not hungry red
Nor the sky an angry teal
Because the colors of your cognizance
Are always "true" and "real"
Wednesday, May 23, 2007, Edited Sunday, September 21, 2008
Notes: I typed this while listening to To Be Over by Yes
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