Thursday, 25 March 2021

The Azure

I can never be sure of God,
but I am sure there is love, 
healing.
if Love is God 
then I can be sure, 
if not secure, 
Of a higher being

I can see and feel the sun,
and am sure of its brightness 
If I can be sure of its light
and that God is light 
Then there is an end to my endless night.

I cannot be sure of me
the fleeting 'he', 
a once given adverb. 
As I swim in the saline sea 
and see this me 
I know what is dark and cold, 
wrong from right. 
sure  on the shore of mortal solitude 
That I am bright 
in this ocean of azure light

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