This Morning I Awoke

Today I burn in the cold waters of grace
Tomorrow I drown in the hot flames of lust

Today I am what I am
Tomorrow I will be what I was

Waters of grace that burned me
Flames of lust that drowned me

We burned in the blue waters of the Pacific
We drowned in the black forests of Germany

Now we lie buried in the mists of time

poem by Michael Pruchnicki
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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