Our Journey
I'm these deep waters, I feel shallow.
Within hand's grasp, but without heart's Halo.
Then came the lightning, shine, warmth and Ray.
Yet, why do I feel siren's tear ready to lead me astray.
I gain pain, feign drain, hail rain.
All to perish, to cherish, to uphold and refrain.
I question myself, "Why all this trouble?
Why so much strain?"
Only to answer, What wouldn't I do for YOU?!
FOR ME. FOR US.
- Dearest Fanny
Copyright © Shiva Swarna | Year Posted 2020
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