To entangle
hold together
the still calm on the face of the deeps
while predators prowl within
between world mountains
gape the cracks
spewing wrath
too sharp to swallow
The more the is
the more escapes
open your arms
is anything left?
Wavering water
reflecting the looming dark above
the lurking deeps
the flick of the dove wing
brooding, prey in beak
if only we could merge,
mingle in my waters
without breaking forth
to drown the earth
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