Driftwood

I dived into the water
only to find myself at the ceiling of great depth.
There was no ground to stop my fall
just a feeling of weightlessness.
I am alone
my thoughts drawn from forces outside me
towards nothing but an empty horizon.

I become aware of the warm sun's touch,
I roll over
see a small scattering of white clouds
drifting on a ghost of a breeze.
The sky is a perfect blue.

I smile, my vision no longer empty but one of hope.
I am taken by the urge to return.
I head back to the distant shore.

Unexpected.
Life has thrown me a line,
for it takes me forward instead of in a circle.
I set off on my new journey
conscious that I am walking on air.
My footprints no longer leave a mark,
nor are made with a sigh.

Driftwood
Monday, August 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: spiritual
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 01 August 2016

A beautiful and peaceful poem, JJ. Thanks

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Jj Evendon 02 August 2016

Thank you. JJ

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Edward Kofi Louis 01 August 2016

Alone with my own thoughts! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Jj Evendon 02 August 2016

Thank you. JJ

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