An Ocean of Surrender
Posted: 12 Jul 2025, 09:47
The fish flow,
Swaying to and fro',
Turning this way
Without a say.
Currents too intent,
Guide them to glint.
Light reflected,
Freedom crafted,
By hands unseen,
A perfect glean.
Swaying to and fro',
Turning this way
Without a say.
Currents too intent,
Guide them to glint.
Light reflected,
Freedom crafted,
By hands unseen,
A perfect glean.