Sea of Souls

I see the sea of souls overturned n washed away I see their loss of love churning them toward the undertow Their anguish bubbling to the surface forming foam poetry soup Watching & wading in this slick of sadness, i intuit my sinking in the sand. Not from sheer weight but by all the hands grabbing my ankles trying to pull me in The mother in me wants to scoop them up one by one & sing them sweet lullaby’s The mother in me Wants to cast a spell, To calm the oceans, To form shells around their tender youth Nd protect them from further lures You see.... i have been in that frigid water many a time It is where you & i have to go to die & yet I know as sure as the rising n setting sun we will all gladly walk that plank again (Even if it means another mini death) From under the water i must look like a God An unattainable form bathed in light an unattainable happiness out of reach ....what you cannot have But, it is just i, a simple caring soul gathering your words and hopefully you someday