Same Sky

The same sky over grey seas

watched the crossing, the slow voyage

on woven paths beneath a smiling moon

What worlds have been dreamed and lost

between heartbeats and white sails?

Maybe the night sky will remember

and whisper across infinity

all those tales of heroes who never lived

yet who wait beyond the horizon anyway

speaking ever in the language of fire

What’s the hardest form/type of writing for you? I think for me it’s comedy, though it’s definitely something I want to try to develop more!

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