Eliot Lee Hazel

I long to escape
to glide and soar
through the black velvet 
night,
and disappear in to the
deep blue.
As I sit on these jagged rocks
and I think of God,
I am overwhelmed by the urge to
walk straight in to the
ocean and keep heading
north towards the moon
and maybe somewhere out
there, I will find you.
Nameless, ageless and 
utterly lost, I am happier
than I have ever been
silent, silent, silent.

– She Moves

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