Part 3
Let me be without the rising soul
for I start with a story to tell;
“Mother, I ask thee to hold my hand
as I am afraid of the darkness without lightning spell.”
Guide me throughout earth to whereas
the ohms of the night speak with me.
To linger with my thoughts
I ask thee for one opportunity;
“To be one.” as I close my eyes and smell the sea.
Let me be,
as hope clears into ashes,
the one of absentee.
JJ-stache 
4 responses to “‘impuissant,”
Wow, mesmerising….. So so so beautiful. And just what I needed to read right now ☹️. Thank you for lifting my spirits with your talent and remarkable poetry.
Let me be,
as hope clears into ashes,
the one of absentee.
My favourite part ❤️❤️
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Aahwww thank you so much, SP! I’m glad you loved it so much!! I do my best 😊
“Speechless” over here at This moment!!❤️❤️🙈🙈🤭🤭
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Musical in verse, its lovely
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Thank you so much, Rhiannon 😊🙏🏽 truly appreciate it!!!
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