When will ice and water
suddenly combine?
What once were separate entities
Now, no more distinct lines
When disappointment
makes you smaller
When anger
seizes me
Oil & water taunt me
Preposterous, you see
But Spirit and my soul space
were destined to unite
According to your promise
Distinction has no right
About the Creator
Kt
I embarked to my favorite coastline several years ago in search of feeling in a dark season and accdientally wrote a poem. I have written ever since.
Poetry is what my friends know me for, but words burn in my bones.
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