O, the Murmuring Waves

I abandon my struggle, withdraw myself totally, into the bottomless abyssal waters of the ocean; Floating, borne along the currents, alone and adrift, the never ending battle with life withers away. O, the murmuring waves ~~ Crumbling, falling to fragments are my worries, I let myself free fall, plunge into the dark unknown; A lone drifter, a wanderer, I waft into the deep blue abyss, no bonds hold me, no chains or bindings tether me. O, the murmuring waves ~~ And in this vision, I surface the oceans cadence, I glisten with water droplets, long raven hair drenched; Outstretching my hands to the brilliant, shining sun, I rise up, a beautiful bird gliding along with the undulating waves. O, the murmuring waves ~~ ____________________________ July 20, 2013 Poetry/Verse/0, the murmuring waves Copyright Protected, ID 07-493-830-20 All Rights Reserved, 2013, Constance La France End Of October Premiere Standard Contest sponsor, Brian Strand, Judged 10/2013 Sixth Place ____________________________ Any Old Poem #6 Standard contest sponsor, Skat, Judged 07/2013 First Place