At an insignificant time
In the afternoon, five seventeen,
I stood on the edge
Of a very large granite boulder
And imagined
How it would feel
To fall very suddenly
Into the vast and mysterious
Depths of the blue.
Would it hurt?
Would my heart
Leap out of my chest
As I fell?
Would I face the water?
Or turn my back
As it consumed me?
And would I sink
Or would I swim?
Every now and then
As I look so intently
Into the infinite shades
That lure me so subtly
To consider matters such as
These, my heart overflows
With an unrivaled warmth
That not even the cold ocean
Could extinguish.
And I know
That someday, we will be one
And I will allow her to hold
My heart and drown
My lungs and I will feel safe
And I will not feel the cold
As it infiltrates my every nerve
And I will not be afraid.
I knew my fate long ago.
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