2 Lives

Two lives within me Both, a spile of a life to be a set of paints for people to see a smile, a cover of a profile to be Two lives within me off into a distance, no eyes could see both acts beyond me hostile, and won’t let me be One flows under waves Bold with its raves a depth so deep, where it paves the other rocks by a gentle tide floats and dance with a moon’s smile dominant, up where it shines And align with God’s divine Both lives sense miles of revile in harmony they reconcile as dialed the last of sundial’s time no more, for the there is no more time.