White, grey, then black
In and out, now all blurring together
Fading, ever so gradual the display
Fainter the colors become,
Dreary and mellow, no longer
The darkness pervades, grief
Sadness and regret, intertwined
The goddess of the sea mourns
Her wail echoing in the winds
Stormy seas and choppy waters
Boats tossed upon the rocks
Mangled bits of driftwood
Glass and seashells scattered
Neither close nor far
Simply everywhere and nowhere
A sudden crack, a slice of hope
Golden hues prevail at last
But the damage is done
The pieces scattered and broken
Only time will truly tell
Whether the broken can be made whole.
Sep 19, 2012
Sep 19, 2012 at 10:39 PM UTC
White, grey, then black
In and out, now all blurring together
Fading, ever so gradual the display
Fainter the colors become,
Dreary and mellow, no longer
The darkness pervades, grief
Sadness and regret, intertwined
The goddess of the sea mourns
Her wail echoing in the winds
Stormy seas and choppy waters
Boats tossed upon the rocks
Mangled bits of driftwood
Glass and seashells scattered
Neither close nor far
Simply everywhere and nowhere
A sudden crack, a slice of hope
Golden hues prevail at last
But the damage is done
The pieces scattered and broken
Only time will truly tell
Whether the broken can be made whole.