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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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