Sea of Possibilities

May 5, 2010
By SpiltInk BRONZE, Spotsylvania, Virginia
SpiltInk BRONZE, Spotsylvania, Virginia
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Whirling Weeds dance beside me
The salty airs whips around us
bringing me the smell of the sea
The air is humid and the seagulls
sing me there lullaby

The waves crash around me
The sky shimmers with unexpected beauty and the stars are radiant in the sea of balck
It takes every part of me to make myself leave
To pull away my soul attached here

My spirit aches to join the treacherous waters
to submerge in peace
to float silently along
Till I am finally free

Free from
The Pain
The Hurt
The Lies
Free from Myself

Till I'm gone in a sea of possibilities

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