Irreverent to the magic of the Universe
Left lost and lingering behind in wilderness
To fathom, figure and wrangle
An often hazardous, obstacle-strewn course
Never want to struggle, battle nor suffer
Invisible hands held out in offer of help
I have not the finesse to gently sway you
For I believe in the unseen realm
And know the power it waits to lend
Therefore, I cannot at all comprehend
This silent war you insist to fight alone
Debbie Gravett © 2019.06.26
FOWC: Irreverent
RDP: Finesse
Image by Junnifer Baya from Pixabay
