You were like
A pitiful wave tossed in the sea
Cradled in fetal position
As you listened to the sounds
And felt the soft motion
Of being tossed to and fro in the womb
Of the ocean
And then reborn.
You were told
The opening was the sunrise at the shore.
How did you get there?
You,
Some sort of man-
A man scorned,
Torn.
Left to fend
And bend
As the weight was thrown on your shoulders.
One day,
Somehow,
Some way,
Stranded on the sand,
Palms to the grain.
The new beginning you dreamt.
You wondered-
Perhaps this is where I came from,
From the start.
Some sort of merman without fins
Forced to swim and swim
And adapt to the circumstances,
So much so
You learned to breathe
Underwater
And choke at the same time.
You remained cradled in the ocean
No matter the storm
Or the force
That tried to push you home to shore.
But one day,
You let loose your grip-
Not in defeat but in understanding,
That sometimes you have to let go
And you did-
You escaped the belly of the whale
And the circle of sharks that tried to chain you in fear
To the sea.
You saw a light-
A golden orb
At the line of the horizon.
You learned that sometimes storms are needed
To push and replenish
And bring us back to earth.
In memory I see it now-
You,
In a peculiar way,
Gently rising,
Standing on the shore…
Walking for the first time
Towards the sunrise,
The golden orb.
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Comments
Wow this is quite a journey and a beautiful one at that. So many wonderful metaphors. I'm afraid I can't be quite too articulate as this is definitely a poem to muse on. Beautiful. Definitely a unique journey to leave the waters for the shore.
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Glad you liked it. Coincidentally, the last thing you said matches your new profile pic well (little mermaid and the shore) haha.
Hahaha, true enough! But the little mermaid doesn't touch the spiritual journey depicted here.
Should print a book of poems, please have this poem in it... too many authors doesn't add their best stuff to books and it's infuriating lol
Take care :)
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Yes that's true :) unfortunately my book of poems has already been sent for publishing, so this one won't be in it. If I ever get another book published I'll definitely include it though. Thanks again
A gorgeous and inspirational poem, Becca. The imagery is intricate and imaginative throughout, and the poem emits intense lyrical power, while at the same time engaging the intellect with its thought-provoking metaphors. Very impressive.
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That's great to hear Oleg, I didn't know it would have that much impact. Thanks so much for reading and the nice comment
I wasn't thinking about this again last night, a week after my initial read and wow, I'm still basking in this metaphor. The impact is certainly striking. If I could like and shelf again I would. If I could frame this and hang it I would. I love this so much ahah. :)
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Really??? it means a lot that the words were able to have such an impact on you that you came back. Wow, thanks again, I really appreciate that :)
This is a stunning poem, beautiful, I love this.
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Thanks, I'm so glad you like it and I appreciate you stopping by
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