ADRIFT AT SEA

ADRIFT AT SEA* sea-worn bottle, bobs on a digital tide. inside, not paper brittle with salt, but luminous lines of light, coded in metaphors and rhyme. message tossed into the sea. unknown sender, no harbor designated, no destination on any map. it drifts, a lonely vessel, across oceans of indifference, until… a seacoast appears, unsummoned, unexpected. my eyes, the sand. my mind, the beach. I pick it up, this delicate thing, uncorking the silence. The words flow out, a story whispered, a feeling shared, across lifetimes, across the vacuity. suddenly, I am the address. the recipient unknown, FOUND. the message delivered. the poem, HOME. *Note: I posted this poem at Poetry Soup in June 2025 then deleted it (www.poetrysoup.com › poem › adrift_at_sea_1740391). This is my original poem and has not been plagiarized. Also, this poem was recently published in Highland Park Poetry’s Anthology titled MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE. I am blessed.