I Woke up on a vast aqua ocean
Drifting alone at sea, no land
As far as the eye can see
I layed troubled on an old raft with no sail,
At the mercy of the Soft wind wistling
And crashing into the frame
Accompanied by the faint sound of the waves and a gentle breeze.
Engulfed by the dark Shadow of a somber silent moon
Up above in a formless icy starless night
A dark night
An unbreathable thin air
A troubled heart,
A heavy brow
Dried salted tears formed frozen thin lines
And a bewildered expressionless face.
I am sorry,
I am lost at sea
I am sorry I lost my anchor
I am sorry the sea water is salty
I am sorry it is so cold and lonely
I am sorry I am freezing to death.
Perhaps at dawn I will swim ashore
Perhaps ride on the torent of a mysterious tide
And rescued by an angel
On an island called solace,
Surely not an easy sail but worthy and noble.
You are my perfection
You are my anchor
You are my light in a very dark world,
The angel on a mysterious Island
The white dove, bringer of life.
Topic(s) of this poem: forgiveness
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