OSEKAN

 In the here and now I nearly found love,

One that would have blossomed on the wings of

 happiness and acceptance

The mystery that would have left a timeless joy.

Nearly to, is, they say but this never was

It was, but just a short-lived spell


Oh fear, all I thought wanes in your sight is courage,

But not the unsolved mystery called love

Yet, your ghostly chains and whispering chills have destroyed 

what was found in the wet cages of Osekan

Where the dancing waves represented the swelling of my heart


And the rumbles, the joy of my love’s spark

Like the sea meets the cliff with a thunderous

 kiss, so should our swelling hearts and mouth

Yet before it could be awakened in truth’s embrace,


The destroyer that leaves no trace, destroyed the hope that was spinning in moonlight’s loom

In his courts, I couldn't lay, in his robes I couldn't find warmth either,

yet in his fleeting seconds of love, I got the whisper of the soul;

Love is but not sorrows of dawn and dusk only, but the warmth, the laughter and the echoes of cheers even in the brittle hour.

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