It Takes Time

doubt has taken me --

reached around my waist

            with rough hands,

and submerged my confidence

like an unattended buoy,

            lost at sea

 

 breathe

 

smooth pebbles rattle

inside of my head,

            finding no footing,

as I see the lip of Hades

looming like nightfall

on the edge of my horizon

 

stop

 

I pour a desert from my shoes,

            because

I have walked these shores

two thousand times before,

            and yet

my head tells me - keep searching -

when all I want is to feel again

 

 remember

 

the moon is filled to the brim

            with prayers,

waiting in line to be answered

- my turn will come if I hold the course -

            steady hands

make for a sturdy heart

Reviews

[Jack...]

Breathe, for your breaths sooth the windswept sea
Stop, before you drift too far out of sight and out of mind
Remember, the sun will rise again illuminating your heart

Sadness crashes into me like a rogue wave signaling and impending storm on the horizon. Loneliness washes over me like a tide of non-beliefs on a weathered shore and desire shows me, your longing to touch that moon, to find the answers, to understand why. Sarah, always amazing, always beautiful.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you so much, Jack. It was one of "those" days...

[K. Louis]

the moon must be tired, because i keep calling too...keep on!
steady hands make for a sturdy heart....sounds good to me! :D

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Well, here's to hoping those last lines are true...lol Thank you, K.