Kevin C. Krinke

by Kevin C. Krinke

A state of grace
And timeless being
A turning face
And eye of seeing

Like rings of smoke
Flowing in the wind
The words I spoke
Have seem to thinned

The taste so sweet
A life unlived
Hearken my feet
To the path forgived

With severed ties
And burning bridge
Your heart of lies
Fall beyond the ridge

Though many call
None truly answer
And I did stall
To find my dancer

With clarity of mind
I do proceed
To embrace the kind
My heart doth need

On a new moon night
I had realized
The beckoning light
Was by my side

From that moment
The spell was cast
To end my torment
With a love to last