A long peom that was inspired by a painting and a life struggle. |
On the border of the shore, Came one day a creature of folk lore. With beauty like none compare, With golden eyes and Sapphire hair; It came to a rock in that place And lay an object disgrace, To those upon the cliff, There it left it in a rift. Foam enveloped the creature and it disappeared into the sea. And there a choice was left to me. Fine White sand slipped in between my toes Why I linger, only God knows. My choice was simple, yet I found it hard My mind seemed eternally barred. It was as if I were in a cage Or a book unable to turn the page Overwhelming sorrow and deep remorse Held me from my rightful course. Eating and knowing at my heart This decision was my part. Mist and fog filled the land Stretching across the seashore’s sand The only thing visible was the token on the rock And there it seemed to mock I felt in need for prayer And what my answer was gave me a scare I cannot say what it was, that is a secret for me and God But something happened that was very odd In the mist and gloom the sun shown through and made the object glisten, At that moment, all I could do is listen. For what I listened I do not know For silent prayers or voices from long ago As the churning sea lapped upon the sand It seemed forever that there did I stand Suddenly a change came over me As I quietly slipped into the sea Up to my waist the water came Nothing would ever be the same Thoughts of fear still ran through my mind Answers a sought would I find? Being push along I saw I was nearly halfway Looking to the sky the sun rose with the new day I closed my eyes to think And a chain connected in the link My mind was crystal clear I knew I had nothing to fear Instead of wandering being push by the sea I swam almost eagerly At last it was with in my grasp But it seemed to withdraw, ready to strike like a poison asp A waved crashed, it tore me down I thought my fate was to drown The object danced before my eyes That object I much despise The object was haunting The thought of it left me wanting Wanting freedom and to be at peace But all my thoughts on it ever would increase The curse bound me tight The pain and cage was mine by right I opened my eyes to see what had become of me I was engulfed by the sea The object was far off I the distance Fighting I tried to put up resistance But the water was stronger And I could struggle no longer I was being pulled to and fro The water was in this moment my greatest foe It had always been there as a friend Now this companionship was at its end. Had I lost all hope for life? Would I leave this world carrying bitter strife? No, it I would not, could not hate the water, Was I not its daughter? I was raised within its shores, To understand and listen to its constant roars, To see the beauty of a wave, To face the crashing and pounding and still be brave, But now had it my friend water disappeared And become an enemy, I feared. I gasp for breath and grasped for life I felt the cold pierce me like a knife. From the struggle, my arms felt weak No rest or shelter could I seek. I was lost in the vast green ocean, All because of a silly notion, Soon the cold made my bones rattle And I sank down in deep despair With no more thought and no more care. To think that I could win this battle! |