May 23, 2016Poem

Take me to the water

griefnaturetimeidentitymortality

Take me to the water

Bathe me in the ocean

Drown my sorrow

In the wash

Of the rolling sea

Scrub me clean

The salt of the earth

Will heal my

Troubled soul

It will be carried

On the waves

Float in a stream

Of unconscious

Until it finds

A passage home

Released from the burden

Light as a feather

It will sail

Over the horizon

Into the void beyond

My understanding

Where the moon lies

The sun sleeps

And morning

Is broken

By the helping hand

Of time.