Sailing Into the Sun

Wordflair Wednesday

Broken . . .
Upon the hardest rocks of painful reality
While this ship sails into the setting sun
To an abandoned land none should see
With only empty tales told one by one
To an audience captured in melancholy
But this will not be our death knell folly

Hopeful . . .
In westward sailing despite all danger
While we sing through bitterest tears
Soothing our souls against rising anger
While releasing all of our bygone years
Tho’ darkness clothes us at holy Diwali
But this will not be our death knell folly

Living . . .
In a state of specially undeserved grace
When now all this points heavenward
So within the moonlight we see our face
Hearing angel songs we’ve never heard
Tho’ the life of our life be ever so faulty
But this will not be our death knell folly

 

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Note: The Wordflair consists of six lines per stanza. Line1 is only one single word used to convey mood and theme. Line 1, 2, 3, 4 follow a rhyming scheme of abab, while lines 5 and 6 form a rhyming couplet of cC. Finally, line six of the first stanza is repeated in the last line of following stanzas.

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