Distant shore (poem, prose)

[Guest Wolfin]

Mystery in the storms of time,

Like the fog of a distant shore

The cackle of a distant storm

The past and the future, Combined in a single roar

The consciousness and purpose of man, forever ignored

 

I'm the distant shore

Masked in the white of grief untold

No man in time to understand

The majesty of the waves

Their full breath and passion in God's alone

Take solace, those in the chasm of time,

That you suffer it not always.

 

~me

[Guest Wolfin]

Go for it, I've got my helmet on ^.^