Poetry

A Moonful swallow of
wollowing waters
deeply enriched with siliver lined
hearts and pulses
pulsating the movement
of crossroad promises
taking me deeper  into my destiny
drowning me in the pity
that has been waiting
anxiously to
smother me in molecules
of electric energy
pulsating pulsating
to the depths of death
to be reborn in the light
out of sight
out of mind
I become blind to its beauty
to its angel aura
river mermaid charm
singing bells
of a rushing water filled alarm 
for an echoing fall
in a silver moon ball
that is
free
free
from all that is bound

I am everything
and I am nothing

Never to be found.