Sunday, March 21, 2010

My Broken Sea

That deep blue sea
which had always been my refuge
its calm waves, its infinite depth
had been a sanctuary from the refuse

That deep blue sea
is no longer still, no longer calm
its waves are turbulent, there's a storm
groaning n screaming of its broken form

I will stand firm at the shore
let it break my shell with its wrath
I will engulf it in my arms
and let it erase my carved path

For its been with me for way too long
For I have been closer to it than its shore
For I have picked up its broken shells
each shell imperfect, each incomplete

For it has given me peace and serenity
nothing but strength, courage and beauty
A pearl hidden within the center of its shells
each shell valuable, each priceless

So I'll let it fill my heart
I'll let it run down my eyes
I'll let it drench me with its sorrow
I'll let it drown me...

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