But the sea did not see me,
I reached down and felt the water and sand,
and all I could feel was numbness on my hand.
A thick dark mist slowly creeped towards the shore,
The ships I once saw were to my eyes no more.
In panic I stood and listened for sound,
slow creaks...nothing...nothing...nothing was found.
No shadow, no moon and no light.
Was this to be the night whose darkness
my soul would choose to no longer fight.
Perhaps the sparkling light never in my eyes again reflect.
Perhaps life in me or me in it did both reject.
My soul collected itself and
Slowly my bare feet felt the ground,
Everything around me had now disappeared
yet I knew that still I was where I was still found.
and all I could feel was a small dribbling tear
perhaps from the motionless fog or perhaps from my fear.
The density was great and fear in my soul did abound.
Yet once again my brain reminded me that still in me a soul was found.
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