Resuscitated

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


 

I remember those days on the beach.
Just me, the sea,
and the shore washing up old memories
that I thought were long forgotten. 


I never knew somewhere so sublime,
could be so ruthless at the same time
until I stopped fighting the waves,
and decided to allow them to take me to unkown places
I wasn’t brave enough to explore before.

And just like the hidden crevices of my heart,
the depth of the water looked dark;
too far down
to see what the murkey hue of bluish green hid beneathe the surface
of what appeared to be seemingly harmless to the naked eye.

I could hear them crashing louder,
as they became more relentless,
making their powers known,
to both heal and destroy.

As my tears fell in slow motion,
I was one with the moment,
when time was frozen
in that still frame.

Everything went silent,
except for the sound of the ocean that remained.
And surrender never felt so euphoric
as it did that day
by those unpredictable
all-consuming waves that drowned me,
ripped my heart open
and then resuscitated me.


Submitted: May 15, 2020

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LE. Berry

A poem of thought, depth and connection. Nice piece Jade.

Fri, May 15th, 2020 11:26pm

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