After many days
My heart felt something,
Don't know if
It is the beats
Or their
Fast beating,
A sense of losing control
Yet finding the shore,
A ship so lost
In looking for the Sun,
Still making love
With the Moon,
Today my heart yearned
Not for some love
But for an empty space,
Filled with silence
And a responsive case,
I don't know
Where to look
And whom to call,
All I know is that
There is a call
From my destiny
And its conch,
Urging me to take refuge
And leave it all to God,
Storms are nothing new
Nor are the tidal waves,
All that is new
Is this fear of losing myself,
Drowning has been felt
And storms have been dealt,
Then from where is
This new intensity of
Fright emerging,
As if my whole being
Is submerging.
Trust the process. Very well written Di.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much :)
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