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Adrift
August 15, 2011
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I had nothing to hang on to
But the few threads of rope
That dangled loosely from the raft.
The raft was not solid either...
And could hardly hold me up...
And so... I clung to bits of string
That jutted from the ragged ties.
I had found myself in the cold ocean
Again...
And hadn't the strength
To pull myself back
Just... one more time...
Just... one more awful time.
I had had to do that...
Keep pulling myself up
Again and again...
For as long as I could remember.
It had been one wave after another...
One raging wave after another.
And there was no help.
I'm not one to fight.
I have strength... yes...
But... my strength is in my endurance...
Not in my fight.
I have a gentle soul...
I had learned to endure.
Fighting would prove fruitless anyway.
And... I had endured
Til I could endure no more...
Again... and again.
I wrapped the cords around my wrists
As I rested... adrift... in the cold ocean...
The cold ocean that had grasped at me
Over and over... without end...
Pulling me off my flimsy raft...
And I let my body feel the waves.
I let my body feel the cold.
I let my soul feel for itself...
Find it... find it... find your soul...
Find your soul... one more time...
Just... one more time.
Save your soul... one more time.
All I felt was the cold...
As I drifted off to my sleep.
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