Universality held within my hand;
nothing but a shell and a need for rain.
Thoughts spiral tight around a single strand
on this becalmed sea where I still remain.
What albatross must I bear to appease?
And where is my guest to whom I can tell
revealing truths to set my soul at ease?
Deliver me from this unmoving hell!
Heaven, that earthen shore that I can see,
even now taunts me. Rising up ahead
and yet, do I feel a break in the sea?
Venial, am I? Is that what they said?
Except, broken - between a rock and wave,
news to me that heaven does not save.

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