“Rebuild anew”, he said to me,
the one of stillness ‘neath the sea.
“Rise to the shore; as one we’ll stand.
These hardened castles made of sand
protect your darkest memory.”
The lone wolf blows with certainty.
He shatters hollow masonry.
Destruction steadied by still hand.
I only want tranquility,
to end these tortures mindlessly.
My heart be still, my life be grand.
Upon the rock I claim this land
to reinvent my destiny.
Copyright © Yoni Dvorkis | Year Posted 2009