Deserved

blooming with glee

freedom is near

how can’t you hear

the voice of the sea

 

folding into itself yet expanding over the horizon

it’s not just a dream it’s everything above real

where upon the wind travels with you

and the galaxies lead the way

the curves that surround you are what keep you at bay

 

all tied with affinity

no sign of disarray

eyes, clear

and the hearts, sound

 

is this forever? is there another side

where obstacles are bound?

how far can the strides go

without finding a foe

a glimpse of danger

or the fears of peers

 

is there anything stranger

than nonchalance,

crowned?

 

 

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Empty

open and empty

except with desires a-plenty
for camaraderie and friendship

it’s the strange shadow of freedom
that lurks before me
the lack of responsibility
except for my own necessity
of setting my ship
so I can set sail

empty?

I’m the captain to my board
but also the sailor for my ship

sailing to discover new places
adventures and scary endeavors
churning through waves
exploring secret caves

and yet I come back
to look into my mirror
and
feel empty?

my reflection says Hello
But who says “How do you do?’
to whom I reply, “fine, and you?”

My reflection gives a smile
an evidence to a heart
but it beats only to its self

and flutters to its own art

art for which there is only one color ink
a single pen in a single hand
of course with surprises
but sometimes, in a sense, bland

and empty
and of course there is no wrong
there’s satisfaction in every self-made intricacy
and jitter in every self-made mistake
and even glitter in the ones that aren’t my fault

drawn are the wings of gratitude
that flew my humility to the sky
fearing no other
and forgiving those low intentions

my art is drawn on a single slate

but waits for another color
to pair the single strides
of every sail and stroke
until it can finally discover
the other side
where it’ll find the missing scribbles

to complete the art
and make it full
and give a new reflection
that faces another direction
eagerly waiting
to sail this other sea
with full conviction