if I could I would have my ocean alter the arc of your destiny, so one Day might come where you dive straight into me, breathing and swimming the same as existing, air no longer needed as the liquid is enough for inhalation.
don't think there's any message in a bottle i've left unwritten, look back through these pages and you'd see most everything i ever held within some manner or other, spilled onto the canvas, forever trying to be a painter of pictures with words instead of brushes.
all i really am left to seeking, your visage embraced, acceptance and fullness, ecstasy and wholeness, mirrored chapters out of a book He hasn't yet fully published, as we live on the road to fulfillment.
the blessings He's shown me...incomparable, farther than distance, brighter than lumens, beyond measure when measuring sticks are found to be utterly insufficient - so many of what others might describe as 'coincidence', tricks played by faithless minds unwilling to grasp the surrounding nature of His works in us from our very beginning, these gifts are unimaginably unscripted, except by the Architect of Everything, the Creator of all existence, servitude truly only belongs to One such as Him.
so much more than the sky we see with our eyes, He adorned the canopy of my living with beloved who accentuate and capture its beauty and brilliance, they shine at varying angles and times, unpredictable and welcome their intertwining with mine, giving cause and substance to the ocean, that i might survive this life's trek, looking forward to our intersection when i am 'pieces' no more, rather whole is the puzzle and relished the pie, iA
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