Still depths
With eyes wide open
I gaze in soul-crushing honesty
Through myself, I see
Lacking not a spark
But the essence of sanctity
Captured in this inner sanctuary
And this I pen
In words I heed and mark.
a collected display of musings
With eyes wide open
I gaze in soul-crushing honesty
Through myself, I see
Lacking not a spark
But the essence of sanctity
Captured in this inner sanctuary
And this I pen
In words I heed and mark.