Mirror the Sky

Surrounded by an unseen layer of blindness While in my hands I hold a thousand pricks Colliding waves in compounded darkness Your vision completes my palms’ empty cracks A thousand millennia have since washed-up All the wonder carved in rock at your shore Precious stones display with no mind to pickup Amass only for their natural beauty to soar I’m swallowed by your sheer monstrosity To unknown depths by your tireless current Diluted into the food chain to anonymity My soul’s complexion a ceaseless torrent I emerge a solid bone formed of liquid To flock the darkness of space like ravens With wave after wave of nuclear rapids Raise the deep blue brightly into the heavens Anthony Slausen’s Into The Blue - Poetry Contest