No,
\nI don\u2019t want to flounder
\nlike a helpless fish in my anger.
\nDisguise the tears of my remorse
\nwith words.
\nThere is very little that justifies
\nthe knife edge of a fierce nature.
\nI am doomed by sea\u2019s end.
\nBy the rafters above me,
\nfrom touching heaven.
\nI want only the flowers of my garden.
\nTo meet children playing.
\nTo be untroubled by the year,
\nthe migration of birds.
\nI want only to love and be loved,
\nand have the treasure of patience.
\nA thistle among gentle beings,
\nthat loves the sky as much as they.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
No, I don\u2019t want to flounder like a helpless fish in my anger. Disguise the tears of my remorse with words. There is very little…<\/p>\n