This is where it ends
Again upon again
Wishing for some reconciliation in old age
When the tumbling, writhing rivers of youth
Have settled into slow, wide, ways
Deep and assured, slow towards finality
The long embrace of the ocean
Maybe then
Return hope to my drowning heart
We can sit together in Heaven once more
My friend
For that is where I have known you
About the Creator
Elsa Michaela | @surfthought
When you hear a song
One that stops you in your tracks
That seems spoken from your own mind
Do you listen and listen again?
Follow its streams until a tide,
Inside you
Rushes to fill in the small hollow parts
…Yeah, me too
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