loneliness is like a bubble
sometimes all we need
is for it to pop, Pop, PoP!
like a kernel in the microwave
at first, inert,
it doesn’t look like much
then, from somewhere deep within
a heated force of overwhelming power
shines through and breaks the shell.
as the tides turn
I learn to navigate treacherous waters
a viking setting sail for the new world,
I circumvent the currents leading me astray
due north, ever further…
winds batter my mast,
my hull heaves under the tumultuous disarray
the maiden, beautiful in her purity
protects my path with knowledge beyond doubt
Goddess of a world out of reach of my own
she hums to me, angelic, serene
are no match for the newfound calm
that resides deep within my soul.