Echoes of an angel

Echoes of an angel

A Poem by An owl on the moon

From chapter 5 of An Owl on the Moon: Echoes of an angel - May...


The Idler’s door screeches open, shedding veiled light on Daniel Wirth. “Your eyes glimpse only yesterday, my friend. Where is today in your vision?” he says.
“Yesterday is all I have of value, Daniel...How I want to exit. Life here is the seas’ sand; beaten and lifeless.” Daniel turns from me and lifts his hand toward the tide, framed in dusty glass.

“To your simple existence, do not boast;
merely to breathe or move or think is not to live.
The shore of the sea is but a ghost,
compared to the depth its wholeness gives.
You exist in the miry foam;
make the ocean depths your home.”

Smoked and shady gray light reflects from the counter. Raven guests drift past slowly in silence as the sea cries. 

© 2024 An owl on the moon

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You exist in the miry foam;
make the ocean depths your home.

I like this part, this is wonderful, enjoyed what you have written.

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