Adrift

Happy New Year...may all those dreams floating about come to rest upon safe sandy shores...ready to be rescued

Tonight I cast my sins, fears, tumultuous thoughts
upon the vast inky waters of this bottomless ocean
sending them to drift along the turbulent raging tides
to wash up upon your pristine sundrenched shore
buried on a coastal beach of bleached salty sand
to shrivel under the sweltering gaze of unrelenting
sun

 

perhaps you will hear the primal wails in sheer agony
perhaps you will pick and weigh them in your palm
perhaps you will rescue, cleanse, hold them close
perhaps you will breathe new life in purification
perhaps, you may even learn to live with them
perhaps you could learn to love them, part of
me

 

maybe the new year will bring release
maybe it will come in time to let go
maybe I will finally be set free to

be

Reviews

[Crowley]

I am setting you free right now...and it won't cost a dime, love your writing, love your personality, I am but one of many fans I am sure, if that doesn't free you up to know that the universe is on your side what would? Great poem.....if only we could all be free at the same time...we would throw a freedom party.

[.]

maybe..perhaps... :) definitely inspiring for dawn of a new year!