all those long days of storms
carried me out to sea,
which left me cold inside
throughout the years
of absorbing responsibilities
of unequally yoked relationships –
like dropping two eggs from the hand
and unto a floor.
isolated and fragmented
and faded into the endless nights –
the soul stained
from the look in desperate eyes –
like the flailing of arms
when one can’t swim –
it’s like that
when you feel like a failure.
slowly and slowly i kept sinking
away from it all.
before that time out finalized,
you caught me before it was too late.
then you rolled into me,
like a wave and carried me to the shore,
and rescuscitated the life into me.
once the blurr of delirium
slowly began to fade,
a voice hauntingly emerged
directly in front of my eyes
with the lines of escaping magnitude.
“if you leave behind of all you want,
the ultimate love will always elude you,
and there will be no meaning
until you begin to feel
that inner soul of which time has left
in those swelling capsules of heart and mind.”