ECSTATICA
You have been a sea
Vast and tireless
Making my sand-bank heart exasperate
In your wild hunching waves
They come rolling
Curling one by one
They drag themselves
Unto my jarring pebbles
Littered in quiet, incumbent
All of a sudden a squall
Dismantling all jarring rolls
Snuffs off such tamed wilderness
Then the sun shines
Only to take your soul away
Lifting up the spirit now forms clouds
Of a vast tireless sea
Up there, congealed
And in some lone night of turmoil
From those sullen clouds
You shed darts of drizzling rain
And thunder
Upon the soulless sea
Below a sand-bank heart
Exasperating still
In gay of decaying.
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