Expectant.
This huge expanse of ocean
Holds expectancy
Like a pregnant woman
Anticipating
The imminent birth
Of her first born child
Intense sunlight
Warms my bones
I think …
No! I feel
That this is meant for me
I am a dolphin
Floating over the swell
Diving into the starlight
Only to rise
With the moon
This liminal space
Between my land
And yours;
Transports me
With an undeserving
Grace
The wind blows north
In an attempt to take
The power from
My sails
He underestimates
My love for you!
Has he never felt
The power
Of a mother’s love?
I have set my course;
A direct line
To your heart
Let him raise
His gales!
I will rage
Against him
With a source
So strong
He will whimper…
Back from whence
He came ~
I will leave him
In eternity
To contemplate
My name
Love ~
It has no boundaries
It’s just not something
That the wind
Can tame!
C.K.23
John Botterill
Tue 4th Jul 2023 08:41
Beautiful poem, great message. Bon vacance, Clare. 😀