Disabafo

In God we may believe, finding a hopeful path to the other side. Oceans and skies open my mind in this azure mist horizontal line, and I, lost in the wonders of a somnolent tide let go and let it be. Though I'm ripped by the anger that strikes me inside I melt into a river of sorrow and sigh. It's pure, beautiful by nature's chemistry of love and hate. It's another long lasting moment. It's amor.