by Angie Karan
After wandering in the abyss
Deep murky abyss
Consuming my delicate soul
Heart beat racing
Thoughts and me alone
Glorious in this rapture
It's what lies beneath
All laced in white
As it flows in the deep
A shroud of mystery
Plunging deeper
Touch of uncertainty
Drifted in restlessness
Deep
Deep
Deeper
Twisting and turning
The Sirens of the deep calling
The windows of my soul
Searching for the light
Drifted further into oblivion
Thoughts of hazard becomes me
This endless abyss
Has no end, or it just might
Light does exist in the deep
Must be present to reach it
A metamorphosis happening
In this deep water
The quencher of souls
Ever flowing
Everlasting
Ever dousing
A shade of white so pure
Reminiscing it once more
Life can sprout Sunshine glints again
You have to let it come up from within
Give it wings to fly and rise above
Just like a pure white swan or a dove
I prefer the swan, as white as an angel's wings
Wading through the waters of life as it sings
Last updated April 11, 2015