Sunday, February 15, 2015

Treading Water


I want your peace, you give it as a gift
I only lick the edge of the plate
Ignoring the state of bliss
I bask in dark water
It’s how I comfortably swim
As I drown in a slow whirlpool
I won’t ask again, I’ve seen my shadow on the bottom
And my eyes were always scared
I trusted you
The thin skin of the water
A blackness I can barely discern
And a thirst I can not contain
I remain in this water
Smelling the memories of winter
And fall
How cold the bottom seems and distant
Like memories
Of so many summers gone
And all of the children
That have passed on to be parents
Watching children
Treading water
I wish I could feel the safety you insist
And the fact that the mortal coil
Only persists
As long as I’m breathing
And as long as the water evades my lungs
Welcome it in and I sink to the bottom
I trusted you
You never failed me
I’ve failed you
And the shadow on the bottom that stared back in fear
Was only the remnants and entanglements

The love and beauty of a fleeting year….

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