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| La Jument, off the coast of Brittany, photograph by Jean Guichard |
waves keep
on crashin' into the walls
trying to
erase things you want to let go
restless
nature of your mind thinks
it will
find freedom in loneliness
yet it is
begging for help, I can hear it roar
no matter
how legitimate reasons you forge
no matter
what lies you tell yourself
there is no
way to push the years you spent
out of your
ocean – they happened
and they
formed a perfect place
to swim in –
ever forward with the tide
the
lighthouse is always there to remind you
of a way to
yourself who wants rescuing
and if you
ever go blind
I'll throw
myself into you
to find a
beacon, that tiny ray
and bring
you back home
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Written for poetry prompt by Magpie tales #202. Murakami's The wind up bird chronicle and music by Ludovico Einaudi were there inspiration.
I love Murakami. I'm glad to hear The Wind Up Bird inspired you to write this beautiful piece.
ReplyDeleteIn the end of the day, whatever weather we had to face, everyone just wishes to be brought home by that our special beacon. <3
Take care and keep smiling.
yes, a lighthouse and the depths around it could easily be a metaphor for life.
ReplyDeleteSad when a person has lost directions. Conflicts in his being. Imperative he gets all the help!. Nicely Natasa!
ReplyDeleteHank
very nice. I like that last part.
ReplyDeleteNever easy to be out of one's ocean...nice write...
ReplyDeleteThere's always that powerful pull if there be a tiny ray. Beautifully penned.
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