Offing

Unexpected doesn’t begin to define it

It was like tectonic plates shifting

Each teardrop shed was a mixture

Of disappointment and full disquiet

Unleashing a humanistic reality of hurt

I was completely helpless to stop it

A newfound void ushered in your place

The ways shadows overtake- presence

Causing my erratic heartbeats to echo

In those repeated resounding fashions 

And I felt my solid inner self, crumble

Like a humbled mountain befalls to a pile

I could hear the foreboding tsunami roar

And knew my life was about to be … darker

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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