The night becomes the day escaped.

in #poetry • 7 years ago

The night becomes the day escaped.
Ready to bend,
Willing to break.
The sake of self at fate's utter balance:
On the edge of a rink forever circling..
Sorrows running down the sink.
The sake of mind, of self-control.
Would you ever bear your soul?
Does the fit seem frightening?
Afraid of heightening?
Change your hat to match
The very tune of you.

#life #religion #prophecy #peace
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