Cast Away and Close

Cast Away And Close Cast away on an island surrounded by seas far apart from my soul mate and lover I am now viciously dependent alone independent in solitude for a day years or forever or not Connection I need and therefore I would want my ~ ‘Mind’ ~ to not have been knocked out when the mast of the vessel collapsed on my scull when dehydration set in coming to shore Without healthy senses I would die in recluse could not overcome contused bones and bruised Self a squashed heart punctured lung had no way to recover in view of starvation of tummy and soul In itself this required ~ ‘Fortuity’ ~ the luck of the draw when the storms arrested my journey condemned me to change my perception of retreating into myself while I searched for some foodstuff and water Without the grace of good fortune thanking well meaning stars the Universe or some Goddess in gratitude would be bereft of thanks and of meaning since in that case my life and reality had ceased to exist Healthy reason and feeling saved by good luck and some tatters of judgement would complete my kit of survival when combined with ~ ‘Hope’ ~ the for ongoing search for meaning my plans evolution and dreams Otherwise dead in the water and my longing stuck in the sands of crusted time and oblivion the crystals of being any re-writing of future and belonging once more would lie shattered and crushed Me on that island and my story narration in such troubling challenge facing trial and summons tests of my strength and acceptance would be futile and senseless without ~ Fortitude and hope in my Mind ~ 29th November 2016