Diving,
into clear water.
The light
hurts my eyes,
the warmth
protects me
from myself.
I see your hand
in the water.
An open hand,
waiting for me
to grab it,
to grab life,
to grab fear,
to embrace you.
The shore
can no longer be seen.
I float
weightless,
fearless,
into your arms.
Dear Pia I found my-self reading this piece again, it is so lovely well done Take care and have a lovely Easter All the best Oh and before I forget, thankyou for the card Love duncan X
Very lovely and compelling. I like what you see from your own personal window on the world. Take care. Warmest regards, Sandra
This is fantastic. I feel like it's all happening to me. -ralph
a touching ink.liked the flow and wording and emotion involved.
Great poem! ! ....++10++ Thanks a lot for your comment...Merna
Your style is great.In simple language you are expressing a lot of theme; and your theme are very deeply philosophical.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is simply (complexly) beautiful. Totally original, this poem strikes to the heart. - Will