Thursday, August 4, 2011

POEM: Whole Again

A silent ecstasy
Blows effortlessly through the breeze
My feet crinkle upon dry leaves
Until I reach the salt less seas

A witness to admire
Stillness surrounds like wildfire
The shoreline's bubbling never tired
Clay stones offer a spot that's dryer

A sprinkling in the air
The raindrops tumble without a care
With nothing left but skin to bare
Running my fingers through wet hair

A dancing silhouette of me
Overlooking the salt less sea
Could I ever be that free
Just one chance to let it be

No words left unspoken
My feet let go and I start to grin
And when the waters pierce my skin
That's when I'll be whole again

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