Words become barriers within the maelstrom,
and placed betwixt two soul from whence they came.
Closing of the heart and building walls,
doesn’t stop the storm, but adds to the swirling chaos.
I must break free from the grasp of time
and not fall away from my fate.
Destinies collide to create new currents,
erasing the lies written in sand.
The looming clouds of forgiveness are heavy
and will wash away the sadness
Be gone all doubt, return my love on wings
The dove is stronger than the hurricane.
As the candles burn and the storm builds,
I cast my pain and worries to the winds
Let them be taken to distant shores,
and shattered on the rocks of forgetfulness.
© Oct 22, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic