The calm that I seek,
Still blue sea,
Anxious waves that crash over me,
Making me hardy to future attack,
The peace that I seek is setting me back
Maybe it doesn't exist?
Maybe that is where my peace lies?
In accepting that it can't be sought?
Is it already here?
I'm learning to ride the waves and hoping the breaks in between get longer. There is a sort of peace knowing that it's never ending. At least that way we become experts on how to ride the waves.
Nice poem. I can relate to it in my grief.
Thu 2nd Jun 2016 06:05
Thank you elPintor. Yes I guess the only certainty is that there will be more waves & accepting that is a small step in the right direction.
elPintor
Thu 2nd Jun 2016 00:04
Well..it's hard to find peace while preparing for another wave..maybe the only peace is knowing that there will be another.
That's probably more of a statement of where I am than where you are, but, the idea is pretty universal and well put together.
Thanks, Liam,
elPintor
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Liam
Sat 5th May 2018 21:19
As I am now a father of 2 I can only imagine the grief you must be feeling. I am hoping through your writing you can express your feelings and deal with what must be still quite raw emotion. My thoughts are with you.