Dim Grey Sea Poem by Jessy Liz

The realization sinks deeper than any burn by fire or worse.
And I'm a terrible liar- crushed near death by this avid curse.
Haunted by the shaking decision that seems to have been made
I'm stunned beyond a coming down into the bed I've laid.
And I can feel the wind across the sea, sweeping up to greet me;
Winds in torrents whisper past my ears the shame and all my secrets.
How can these waves admit my sins when I am yet to know them?
How can their salt of ages lick the wounds that I'm still growing?
So I listen as I sink to sand that's seen more days than me
To all the knowing stories of this age old, swirling sea.
Here by the water I surrender every knowledge of my own
Because for what I know of nothing, it isn't much at all.

I will listen on these wharves, to the voices deep beneath,
And let their knowing words take hold of every part of me.
I will listen for the lesson that I cannot find alone-
The secret of the living tides that I may never know-
Because perhaps the sweet far thing that I've been searching on this sea
Is simply nothing more than the art of being free.