What dark narrative of the heart still stands?

Solitude of silence to sit seeing the beats

Lost in the lingering presence of love

A potent potential of the pristine

Pause now

Please pray the oil of pessimism moves past

Beyond bowing and bustling

Never quite trusting

What was wasted and tasted

In the elevated thoughts of evening

What meaning can it explain?

To enter the eroded valley


For what a single soul might see.

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