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Wind From the Sea
Inspired by Andrew Wyeth Watercolor Painting -- Wind From the Sea, 1947 Standing in the old house A strange mixture of feelings erupt within me My roommates Depression, Loneliness, and Hopelessness Greet me with strangling arms and leering grins I don’t fight them anymore – somehow they are a part me So together, in this house, in this room We endure the somber solitude of the day A sudden chill fills the room Death enters – its foul breath chokes me My three companions prostrate themselves Pressure builds in my bowels Bile rises in my throat A heavy weariness fills my bones He’s calling – hissing my name I can’t breath Death surrounds my soul – crushing me I hear groaning . . . Strange guttural sound -- it’s coming from me Deep painful darkness fills me I beg Death to take me . . . Through the open window A gush of wind enters A sheer curtain hanging comes to life It’s spirit lifts inwards and up beckoning me to dance What is this wonder? A limp ragged curtain – faded, stained, frail -- has life Reaching toward me . . . frayed fingers of thread motioning Old friends rush to me – Joy, Hope, Love Death’s grip slips – I gasp a breath Looking up I see the open window Boarded by old bare wood, hard with age I realize it’s daylight now – soft shadows A curving road leading to the water I can taste the saltiness in the wind Trees in the distance A calling from the sea Seagulls, waves, laughter Joy breaths into my nostrils Leave this place – Depression cannot hold you Simple pleasures I will give you Cool breeze on a summer afternoon Laughter of friends A walk in the garden A book The Sea . . . Depression laughs in my ears Through that window lies heartache, treachery, poverty, misery It will chew your insides up – blood will pour from your lips Pain and suffering awaits if you leave this house Death waits to take you home An end to this constant noise – the peace of total emptiness Another breeze and Hope fills my eyes with light I see colors – vibrant alive filling me with warmth Leave this place, take a journey to the sea Let light fill you and be your guide . . . see -- opportunities abound For laughter, love, forgiveness . . . for life – abundant life See the rainbow upon the Sea Hopelessness rushes toward me Kisses my lips and whispers Light burns and blinds Enslaves you They will see clearly your secrets Spotlight focus – ridicule scorn . . . ugly disgust . . . self-hatred Love rushes in and embraces me Light, fresh, empowering My heart leaps with pleasure Arm and arm she leads me to the window Much pain and sorrow – yes . . . also Love A powerful love that transforms, refreshes . . . frees Breathe deeply of the Sea air – fill your lungs Go – you are loved deeply and completely Looking out Looking in David Meade 01/07/2015 Live Generously
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