Nightscape

Credit:    Kylli Sparre

The waters corral me, quicksand

I am slipping, and not a strand

Nor knot can lift me up, sorrow

Drowns my hands to despair, narrow of light, I am stumped

Then sky opens, danger has passed

Darkness was just a rose with black mask

I cast away this blight, see dawn 
Rising sea of lilac green, palming all to glass

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