04.Feb.20


Lost soul wandered into the church with no desire for aid—just relief from raucous bustle.

Religieuse, though, set visitor adrift on a destinationless journey.

Watching waves returned by vessel’s hull, a connection occurred: stillness can not determine desuetude.

Rondure heavenly did not illuminate path toward enlightenment, but warmthful colours of the horizon did share lambency on more than water’s blanket.

Thoughts tried to scumble the setting, drawing lines back into the grey.

Then, instead of boat’s denizen catching an epiphany, eyes closed, breaths blew, and existence felt. ; )

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