Flit of Fading Faces

I brokened across Job’s secrets
magics eastern wise kings boasted
how our miracles
borrowing love
from infinite
fortune

Columns uneven, dears depart
alone, owing, repenting
how my peaces
send so
much love
forward

It is a healing ocean, e’en
as tide stops return, forgets
how to wave
my heart
holds them
forever

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