Vanishing
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Poetry/Free Verse/Vanishing
Copyright Protected, ID 09-1671-568-07
All Rights Reserved, 2024, Constance La France
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Written, September 07, 2024
For the International Contest, Vanishing Point
Sponsor, Dilly Dally, Judged 09/20/2024
"And in my meditation, I am sailing the vastness of ocean waters,
I am flying, the wind at my back, the azure sky above, no distant
shores hold me in. I know only freedom, and my true north is near."
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and in my meditation I float in an aura purple
I swirl among and above the clouds beyond my earthly realm
and come to land upon a sandy shore
I see my sail boat waiting, beckoning to me
her bow is bobbing, her stern secure
her starboard tilting and her port welcoming
her sails flutter in a wind, her lovely sails flung wide and white
below a perfect sky of azure
the ocean waves caressing her hull are aqua green
and I want to swim and dive deep into the crashing waves
the cool water washing over me as I swirl
drifting on the waves
I see white ocean birds flying, soaring
but my meditation is silent . . .
oh, from birth to this moment I have lived
known grief to young, walked with the angel of death
have known defeat, and deep love, beauty and ugliness
have climbed from the pits of hell to begin new over and over
and it has been a good life . . .
but my time is over, heaven is calling for me
and so I will sail my boat into my true north today
until I vanish . . .
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024
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