If I'm very quiet
I can feel the sound of the crashing waves....
In my head
under my feet
The sea has a voice.
It carries me thru the rapid waves
I go under quickly,
No time to despair.
Just as quickly,
The sound of the tremendous waves
bring me back up.
Always, Im gasping for air,
sucking it in so harshly
my throat feels raw
from the suddeness
of inhaling gallons of water
in 2.3 seconds.
My eyes burn from the strict voice of the waves. .
Calling me back,
Hauntingly chanting....
As the water rises and falls,
my body is a mere play toy,
the waves are amused by my courage,
yet the need to punish me is clear.
The water was neither a friend or foe.
simply an attack
to destroy me
or better yet
to claim me forever in fear.
I'm pulled down under
this time with a fierceness
and the strength of each wave
I was no match for.
I feel the warmth of the sun,
as I shoot my head up thru a pivot,
it's warmth a cautious invitation.
my body yearns to proceed upwards,
The instant burn on my cheeks
and my shoulders told me
the sun was fierce and bold,
with bright hues of strong colors of yellow, white, orange, red, and peach.
I looked up
directly.
The sun ...
with all its light ...
and the magnitude of it....
It spanned across the universe,
giving light to hidden corners
and known valleys.
Spreading its rays with glory and pride.
The magnificence of the sun....
It was like I was seeing for the first time.
The sun was everything rolled into...