Depth
The dynamic of falling in
Depth is a thing
That appears like line
Like a boundary, like a limit
Like blockage of time
Depth is a thing
That appears like a leash
Inescapable
Suffocation
Wrapped securely to the feat
Depth is a thing
Like October as it grows
The culmination of a season
Mystical with what it knows
Depth is a gift
With expansion in store
Remove the distraction
Of lack, retreat or bore
Depth opens wide
As soon as you reach capacity
Depth explodes
With vigor and tenacity
Just as October
With its oranges and reds
Shedding what is finished
To reveal what lies ahead
The choice to begin
To start from the center
To move ever-forward
To go inside and re-enter
Like the birth of Libra
Holding scales of creation
This is not ending
Yet, an invite to coronation
About the Creator
Nitsua
Life is a poem. Love is a novel. Pain is a feature film. I’m a writer, a poet, a storyteller. I’m here to share my dreams.
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