Wednesday, November 2, 2011

still waters run deep~ deep waters run still


a north wind turns the water into icy brilliance
bitter truths churn at the shore
mind wanders to a memory of sunshine and stillness
my feet shriek as the waves baptize my thirsty soul

i am hungy for salvation
i am cresting within
the desert is no where in sight
miles of abundance surround me and still i cry
lonely as a seagull
wind whips curls and defiance into surrender

i stand strong and light as a feather
i am an ocean of emotion
i crave warm sand and pearly stones
i ebb into the formation of my wholeness
the coldness seeping into my bones
and there on the horizon a small vessel weaves its way home






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