Needlework

 

Akin where the Cape Horn lies

Everyday I rise- and then fall

On but a razors edge unseen

Below the living surface

Demarcation of a soul lining

Pacific and Atlantic Oceans

Separated, to the naked eye

Much in the same way as

Death and life…neatly  sown

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

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