Purity Chapel


We amounted the seas, my Captain and I
With the winds a delicate temper.
They caressed my flushed cheeks- a kindred spirit,
But the Captain I could neither see nor hinder-
He, bright as the stars, a precious gem
Sailing to the distant horizon, my golden gift.
The Captain was to guide me there, and I, wait.
I ignored Him-
The seas shifted.

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