A Living Creation
A Living Creation
I swam out until I could swim no more
then I turned and saw the distant shore
I floated on gently rippling waves
above a deep, dark watery grave
I looked toward the beach of sand
and the towering immensity of land
Further out and beyond my reach
lay another far off beach
An island rising above the sea
perhaps my destination to be
I remained basking in golden sunlight
with the ocean bearing my weight
I felt no dread or fear
of anything that might appear
The sky was cloudless and blue
with the land displaying a different hue
There was movement all around
the sea with its unique lapping sound
High above birds swooped and flew
as beneath a gentle breeze blew
I was not alone but in a rhythm of life
a place of incomparable beauty free from strife
Everything about me was fully alive
I had not earned this generous prize
It was a gift of living reality
from a divine and hidden sanctity
keith jeffries
Fri 26th Jan 2018 21:48
Ray, thank you for such an interesting comment which gives rise to the juxtaposition been tranquilty and tagedy. The serenity of being buoyed by the ocean to drowning in such an appaling trauma. Life is full of these incomprehensible comparisons from which we can deduce little save resorting to the word mystery. Amswers are not always readily forthcoming even by faith or through rationalism. Thank you again. Keith