The Shore Line

It’s all so beautiful… So Intricate the tapestry Weaved within my soul The subtle waves, they’re softly rounding Out all the rough edges Sometimes I like rough edges. The shoreline, where light and dark meet. Where waves crash and life’s bittersweet The point where ambivalence crumbles and falls at my feet It’s all so beautiful It seeps into the patterns Of who I’ve come to be. And who am I to change the course of Rivers set in motion Please set my soul free. The shoreline is balanced with Daytime and night. Darkness and light crash where Spirits ignite