The sea my seductress
The sea my lover
The sea is my mother
with a womb deeper than the universe.
I’ve been standing on the edge,
as she waves her tresses.
back and forth, forth and back,
tempting me, teasing me,
calling me in
binding me in her charm.
she laps up at my feet,
chipping away on my ground, bit by bit.
Shining, glowing, smiling in the moonlight,
almost taking me home,
only, to go back alone.
Long and winding
The road goes on ahead.
Surrounded by trees
that hide the deep waters behind them
and even deeper secrets within.
For miles there is not a soul in sight but me
I am not alone for,
I have the stars with me.
The stars, that shine brightly
as I swim through this darkness.
Have you been home lately?
That place… do you remember?
where winter afternoons were spent
basking in the golden glow of the sun
as trees danced a shadowy dance.
Where summers were spent in the
cool recesses of the shade that home provided.
Where every time the skies poured, it felt like
the clouds too, were party to this bubble of happiness.
You have been, you say?
Isn’t it truly home? Wont you go back soon?
Wouldn’t it be lovely…
and right, to be home at last?
What? You say you’re home?
I am confused now.
Dont they say, ‘home is where the heart is’?
Isn’t your heart in the past?
Isn’t nostalgia home?
I have taken up the Inktober challenge this year. It is a first for me and I am thoroughly enjoying it. Today’s theme or prompt was wet and this is what I came up with. I call this, ‘The elixir of life’.
It was a mere bud, closed shut against the light,
As I walked past on that warm summer‘s evening.
She poured it’s entirety into each crevice
Transforming every nook of the #landscape.
But, I couldn’t see all that.
I grumbled at the dampness that the rain left in my clothes.
Then the splash of water from the puddle,
As I walked #home one evening, did not help my #spirits either.
I could not bear the #sight and #sounds of the downpour now.
I saw her.
The closed little bud had blossomed.
The incessant raindrops didn’t seem to disturb me now
‘Cause the beauty of the bloom enraptured me.
The same water drops that drove me mad were the same
Drops that had made the flower wet and transformed her.
The same drops of water now seemed like, the elixir of life.