QUEMAO
The ocean’s aflame with a fury unfurled. From fathoms below where the darkness feels close, and holds a weight heavier than sickness and cold. The moth drawn to the flame burns its tissue paper wings. Translucent fluent sea flashing sapphire salted green, like any beautiful thing. If you get too close to the light, it may cost you your life. Like the moon reflects the glory of the sun, so does the heart of His bride reflect the love of her life, and without one another life would wither like a drought dries the color from a land who loves the rain. Infect the darkness with love be a truer soothsayer spreading yeast the catalyst to the bread now lets watch it rise. Ignore no more the distant shore standing still silent alone, gazing into her dark and blue sacred soul. I’d rather go far together than fast alone. Send out your beacon of hope and might to lead me home.