Evanescent Life
A pawn in hand of circumstance
The serendipity
We find the answer with a dance
And scorn the apathy
The efflorescence of our faith
When all has gone awry
Beleaguered by the storm we stay
Safe only in the eye
Yearning for propinquity, we pray
God only knows we try
While some grasp at shadows of a rope
Others hold the hand
A shattered hourglass, devoid of hope
Lies in the scattered sand
Copyright © Ellie King | Year Posted 2014
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