Though straining tears
with reckless fears
try to capsize the mind
Heart grows strong
its tension long
and its bliss with hope to find
futility cried
as it was defied
by luck and all its callous
Destiny made
as fate decayed
in the Spine of the weary palace,
If vision does fail
Sould must prevail
reaching for what lies amiss
you’ll never see
what’s not meant to be
Feeling love in the ocean of Bliss
Wax Poetic 