The Cool Waters Of Abandon

Where once I stood on their shores
with hesitation,
I now stand poised to dive
headlong into the cool waters of abandon.
I desire their cleansing, refreshing awakening.
The cool waters of abandon have power.
That of which to cleanse souls, yet
also to embolden the meek.
The cool waters of abandon
give voice to muted heartstrings,
and offer hope to downtrodden beasts, one and all.
As I gaze upon the cool waters of abandon
whilst the sunlight shimmers upon them
I ponder how many souls thirst.
How many souls?
Do these cool waters give words or empower?
Are these waters magical, as Pagan ritual?
Can they be bottled, and administered to the weak?
These cool waters of abandon offer freedom.
For yours and mine.
These waters are ancient.
Their rewards, sublime.
Please dive, dive with me,
headlong, into the cool waters of abandon.

Reviews

[Delmar Cooper]

Hello and good to see you again. I read this poem and "Carnival Girl" today. "CG" got the cautionary maturity warning needlessly, it wasn't. It was lewd, but there is no default position for that. This poem was very mature and highly readable, as humble Servant said, refreshing. Both poems seem to advocate tossing away the ballast of inhibition. Cool waters is more successful at that advocacy.

[Nipplegrinder]

Thank you, Coop. Always good to hear from you. CG, was a fun one.

[humbleServant]

I like this, it's . . . refreshing!!

[Nipplegrinder]

Hahaha. Thank you, HS.