The Purple Odyssey (2)

The Purple Odyssey (1)


The odyssey continues …

Despite coming to terms with how it might not have

A reality as familiar as symbols on a refrigerator door

They stick to me, easily, forming patterns

Till I converge their divergent nature

Into one concentrated solution — answer, my passion,

Remains untamed with every mention of you

The energy I find in what we have is astounding.

It lay buried — forgotten

I assumed the world wanted little to do with it.

But then you appeared, in all your grace

Encouraging me to re-evaluate my considerations

You are not God, but I see him in your design.

They say when you fall, “Fall cautiously

You can never be sure of people’s motives”


But they haven’t met you.

– O.D. ©2023


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