the rescuer

THE SEA,

dark in blue,

rushed at me, eager

to gobble me up

take me to depths,

and,

lull me to eternal sleep

THE SEA BRIDGE,

brown in rust,

kept distant

unwilling,

to reclaim a lost sheep

SHE,

my  friend,

stood stunned

upon the distant bridge,

not knowing what to do

I

lay here,

dancing and tossing,

in these beautiful blue waters-

peaceful,

serene,

awaiting my Rescuer

I wished,

and wished again, that

He came quick

without keeping me wait

For,

waiting meant agony,

and suspense

which

I could bear no more of

THE SKY,

bright and blue,

with white cotton clouds,

smiled upon me-

half in love

and

half in mock

SEA GULLS,

black in white,

flew past

in straight simple lines

BUT I NEVER SAW

But I never saw.

for

I was busy,

awaiting my rescuer

Hopeful

that He came quick

to claim this lost sheep

Water,

salt and sour,

filled

       my mouth

       my nose

       my lungs

       my mind

       and

       my soul

and still I lay awaiting

my compassionate Rescuer

I KNEW

He would come

for,

my friend knew not how to swim

But Death,

My Rescuer,

kept me waiting

waiting

and waiting

until the final embrace, which

broke loose

      my chains,

      my locks,

      my pains

      and

Rescued me

from this hopelessly

hopeless sea

called

Life…

the eternal sands

at dawn,

when the tide was low,

I went 

to the ancient beaches

and,

scribbled upon the eternal sands,

lines and symbols;

pouring into them

  the love of my heart

  the hopes of my life

and

  the pains of my soul.

i left,

believing

that what I had

scribbled upon the eternal

sands of the ancient beaches

would remain forever,

for,

the sands themselves

were eternal.

i went out into the world-

for the whole day

I wandered around,

hoping to find 

  the song of my life

  the cure for my pains

  the answer to my loneliness

but

I found none 

of what I searched for:

all I found were people-

men and women-

searching for what they wanted,

never bothering to look around,

hurrying off to grab

their share of gifts from life.

I walked,

alone,

along the crowded streets

among the poor

and the priviledged

Still I found none

of what I wanted.

Tired and unhappy,

I returned

to the ancient shores-

sad that I had found

none of what I looked for.

At twilight,

when the tide was high,

I returned to the ancient shores

to find, nothing

but my ignorance etched upon them.

I searched for my scribblings

which were not there-

the tide had erased them.

  the love of my heart

  the hopes of my life

  the pains of my soul-

were all gone

I realized;

What I had believed to be eternal

were not eternal

but 

momentary...