We have seen all the same things,
But none have looked similar,
For here am I now,
Half out of my mind
With hideous things like grief and longing,
And you sit there as if yesterday
Is good enough for tomorrow.
I will go farther, and farther still,
And further and further, mark this;
I’ve lost most feeling
For this bit of rock in the ocean.
And what illumines my heart now
Is a golden light in the East.
No, not the sun.
More essential than that.
2 thoughts on “More Essential than That (Hour Two)”
Thank you! <3