by Eternal SailorM

I keep expecting to see
Something around the corner
Something waiting for me
Something terrifying and arcane
Something wonderful and mundane
Something horrifyingly beautiful
Something beautifyingly horrid
Something eternal
Something precious
Something abundant
Something rare
Something made of darkness
Something bathed in light
Something to cry for
Something to smile at
Something soothing
Something painful
Something to hate
Something to love. . .


--Eternal SailorM

*Another published poem, this time in Dewdrops at Dawn. I have the copyright and notarization on it now. Really, I mean it, don't try to steal this!!!