The Raging Tide
Like the everlasting tide,tossing,turning,bobbing,weaving,my innermost feelings,
Burning rage within my veins,my heart thumping to and fro,thoughts racing in
my mind,internal turmoil where to go.
I take a walk along the shore,the water lapping at my feet,gently rolling to and
fro,my heartbeat starts to slow,inner calmness once more restoned,angry
feelings now abated,tossed onto the torring tide,peace once more at my side.
Copyright © Marie Roche | Year Posted 2007
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