Stopping by. ....
the shores of the mind. ....
watching the waves .......
they come and go. ....
my heart and soul......
in their throes. ......
I walk into waters blue....
the sands slipping away.....
currents pulling me forward. ...
. ..I hesitantly sway.....
unwilling to let .....
myself flow. ......
struggling in vain......
.
I fall....into the waves.....
arms outstretched.....
for unseen helping hands.....
but there is only .....treacherous sand....
the fallacies of dreams.....
and futile wishes.....
.
Overwhelmed. ...breathless. .. .....
as the waves wash over me.....
I sink ....to depths below. ....
till glistening rays of light. ...
piercing the dark. ...
carry me across......
beaten and tossed. .....
to open ....hopeful...skies......
I float. ...weightless. ...free
in the cradling waves.......
which hold me tight.........
finally......I see myself recede....
the brightness. ...is all me....
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Wanderings
PoetryWanderings of the mind and soul....a journey of self discovery... finding love,heartbreak,happiness and above all life....
