Tryst
by Josh LaMar


Brightest light 
seen
floating over 

gulf
		of clouds.  
Infinite
	possibilities
			floating 
	above 

dank 		gutters.  


- There is still hope - 

in the only vision of
heaven I know:
sea of white,
horizon of blue.


Encounter with Creator, 
And I am sent back for 
some reason . . . 
descent back to 
worlds of cold neon.