The Sea Of Time.


Sailing in a sea of time

Did more to me

Than I initially took note of;

Heavy waves made me

Drop bits and pieces along the way;

I guess we can call it flotsam.


To say it was entirely

Out of my control, would be a lie

I was a wave rider

Hesitant to take a sip

From my cauldron of hidden potential.


But now… Oh yes, now

I’m hardened,

I embrace the storm

Anticipating it

If anything,

I relish, in fighting it.


– Original-Dante ©2016


Art by: Alcove



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