Don’t fear the depths of emotions’ abyss
there is a world denied in the missed deep
shared by floating angels of drowned black sheep
cast your ostracon and become amiss
leave the thin surface realm of lives remiss
sink into the heart of life’s hungered kiss
don’t fear the depths.

Fall through the veneer of naïf Narcissus
flat mirrored lives and the mundane they reap
feel the darkness for you are yours to keep
don’t fear the depths.

I wrote this in the form of a Rondine.