As the pressure of the tide
is the sadness of my yesterday mind.
Constant and tugging,
bugging me with a fountain of doubts
and doublespeak. The walking
is rougher than the running
and the crawling will almost kill you.
It’s a battle that’d rattle a champion,
so does this challenger even have a chance?
Blessedly it’s not my status or stance
but rather the dance of divine
that entwines my DNA,
allowing my mind to wander
but my soul not to stray.
Very good …
Best I’ve seen yet of yours. And that’s saying a lot.
That’s incredible, Brandon. I love it. Truly. This phrase in particular is powerful: “but rather the dance of divine that entwines my DNA,”