Message In a Bottle
Alas, the mere depths of this flood have not out worn me
Neither gulped me, nor shattered me
Swallowed all hesitation and fret,
Delivering me to the sanctuary of the shore
Nevertheless, I look upon my antiquity with epiphany
Solitude, I breathe abandonment
Surrounded, Poseidon's dominion in its resilience
Still I persist with a purpose, carried in sapphire arms
Yet I rest weakly in them, so effortlessly
Will this clock not reap the hour?
Why, of course it cannot, for time is immortal and I feed on it ravenously
And risk is of multitude in this vast dungeon of aqua blue
But I will carry on, ignoring the factors which weigh my progress
Afloat, amongst these liquid dreams
Terrors of the darkness only exist in the lower abyss
Find me reaching for the heights,
The light is nearing, sparkles on the surface
Cracked grin, peering with perfection upon me
As I break through the boundaries of the marine
Paper wings unfolding, messages unwinding
Slithering secrets between these creases, unto you
Hope is in the distance, and distance is abundant.
Copyright © Debbie Dickinson | Year Posted 2010
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