and then some days we wish for the option of a safe place –

shallow water –

night light in a room of total darkness.

how easily the situations change.

seamless as twilight to night.

 

what benefit – assumptions of consideration?

regardless the perseverance of our suppose –

when safety nets of will-become,

come undone,

where do we place our hope?

what destination do we plot –

safe harbor from our fear?

 

regardless our allegiance to commandments of believe,

when tapestry’s of faith hang tattered –

torn by the relentless winds of deceive,

there is no comfort –

no reprieve.

 

sadness settles like fog upon the water.

and far from shore –

we drift – lonely,

lost on seas of discontent.

 

prelude to memories of could have been.

our stories –

unnecessary –

written for no one –

 

inconveniently –

unread…