Soul's Trade for Fair Winds
In mere a reach
Too vast of distance;
Breathes afar,
From fear's frustration.
Should vague I walk
Through Purple hues,
And mirror past
Old self-reflection.
Still marveled light
To ocean's deep;
Wave clover tones
For all creation.
Just not a stretch
Beyond imaginary limits,
To trade winds
With humble Crosses.
