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I am drowning

in the depth

of this natural life’s endeavor,

 

A journey

of ambiguity

with no sense of confident bearing~

 

Listlessly searching for amity

that is not brief,

but survives forever~

 

An anchor

contends my soul,

I am drowning; incessantly despairing.

 

There is beauty

in my cognizance,

dexterity to my spirit~

 

Wherein

I hold my faith~

such splendor remains fettered,

 

What resolution

does one seek

when hindered by verve’s merit?

 

How do we unravel

the earthy confines

that halts us from being bettered…

 

Where

is God’s Glory

in multitudes of fruitless pain?

 

There is an absence

of headship

in life’s grand schemes,

 

Where is the armistice

in a world

pierced with unholy shame…

 

Perchance,

tranquility is only granted

in the abyss of One’s dreams.