Refreshing and brisk,
the breeze felt so good at first,
until I realized it was chilling me
to the bone,
I love feeling uncluttered,
but I hate feeling hollow,
and by now I am used to
being alone,
My deep meditation
will bring me some solace,
I still struggle to grasp who I am
My life makes me feel
like a sailor at sea
who can not remember
how his legs felt on land
I'm desperately needing
a fresh wake up call
but immensely enjoying my slumber
at sea
I will drift but I'm not sure
how long I will last
before my mind will suffer
a self-inflicted tsunami...
I need someone to hold me still,
I need a few days or months on the shore,
I need something steady and
calming, methodic,
I will forever be at sea in my heart,
but I'm realizing now
I might need something more.
-kb
kb, your poems paint a picture of the sea in my head, which i find myself constantly longing for, being stuck in idaho and all. you're amazing.
ReplyDeletelove you,
-bw