The soothsayer promised a resolution.
Will there be everlasting unity
Among us humans?
The lost lovers sung
Alongside the dying swans.
Their hands raised,
Longing to find each other's arms.
Redemption returns,
Possibilities alter.
The day of reckoning confirmed
A beginning to clutch--
The rivers reverse.
I ruminate,
Alchemic waterfalls--
A crash.
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
(Originally written 12/23/10,
Revised 9/23/14)
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 11:27 AM UTC
The soothsayer promised a resolution.
Will there be everlasting unity
Among us humans?
The lost lovers sung
Alongside the dying swans.
Their hands raised,
Longing to find each other's arms.
Redemption returns,
Possibilities alter.
The day of reckoning confirmed
A beginning to clutch--
The rivers reverse.
I ruminate,
Alchemic waterfalls--
A crash.
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
(Originally written 12/23/10,
Revised 9/23/14)
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