The eternal ocean

One would not, upon the stars,
dream of placing
a temporary condition of the heart;

a means by which
they could become fuller,
more beautiful, more complete.

Yet you, of stardust and stillness,

made of the very same things,
swill the air and the waves into chaos
not knowing

there is an eternal ocean beneath
where all of your restlessness
can have its moment

and then pass,

honoured but not believed.

Be not afraid.
Lay your tender heart open.

All in nature is complete,
and cannot be broken.

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