These were the moments when her soul cried and dripped down into those trees on the edge of her life,
taking her further and further from god.
Further from the light.
nothing but i am
What becomes of all of us?
Down in the depths, floating on the sea of time.
Who pulls us back?
Who throws the ropes of salvation?
She dwelled long and lonely under the waves.
Wrinkling into memory as the salt clogged her bones.
Tomorrow’s soul and eternity’s hand.
Raised her from her watery grave.
Covering her in love, picking away the scabs of sorrow.
She smiled & laughed as they ignited the pilot fire inside.
Which shifted fate.
And scared the fish.