Message In a Bottle

She stood out by the water, Her toes in the sand, Staring out at the moonglade With a bottle in her hand. And inside that corked glass Written on a torn page, “If you find this message, Then you are too late.” Some people don’t mind the thunder That collides with the crashing waves; Some people like the rainfall That cascades down their face. And for her, the ocean’s solace Gave her enough strength To step out into the water And be carried away. And to this day, the wind carries her cries; At least that’s what they say, And her message in a bottle Is floating in oceans miles away. She stood out by the water, Staring out at the moonglade. She set the bottle in the water And watched it float away. And with that hesitation, There was a chance to deter; Though she believed this moment Was written in the stars. Some people don’t feel the earthquake That ravages solid ground. Some people embrace the fire That burns safe and sound. And for her, the ocean’s solace Was her saving grace And she went out into the water To be carried away. And to this day, the wind carries her cries; At least that’s what they say, And her message in a bottle Is floating in oceans miles away. And if someone had tried to stop her, She might have given him the chance. But her prayers went unanswered, And she followed through with her plan. A message in a bottle Drifting out to sea A chance to be heard When no one’s listening.