Skim Only the Surface
They gave me an ocean.
Miles long and centuries wide,
Cerulean, cyan, sapphire and sky,
With a coldness so bitter,
And a sound so sweet
They gave me an ocean.
With fresh tears in the salt,
And a dance on the waves,
Glass messages adrift,
They gave me an ocean,
But I wrote the vessel,
To the edge of a void,
Seeking new beginnings,
They gave me an ocean,
I sail a rowing boat.
Copyright © Amy Al | Year Posted 2013
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