In an instant the mental pain
succumbs and eventually subsides.
Breathing again normalized.
I am now awake.
Yet, I still feel anchored somehow.
I feel... now...
anchored in life's reef of monotony -
spiritual currents pulling, churning,
twisting beneath and within me.
The motion is subtle, yet powerful.
Buoyant above and yet
powerfully resonating along each link of the anchor's chain,
the tied-together pain
amidst the emotional swirling, again, and again.
Connected to the anchor in the reef
In my soul, buried deep beneath.
(continued Part V)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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