Ode to Soul LakeA Poem by Krystal NewtonMasked by reflection, its calm serenity provides an illusion. Its sweet seduction slowly invades my senses. My once motionless, emotionless state is now a cluster - unrestrained. I marvel at its splendor, its taste cleans my palate. I refuse its request for a kiss, and choose to revel in pure beauty instead.
Gently I touch one foot to the surface - I give in. The feeling of the cool, fresh water encompasses my senses. I find the unchartered depth intriguing. I find myself venturing deeper and deeper, but my limbs grow tired. My body convulses uncontrollably.
I reach out for one. last. breath. My hand feels a solid surface. My palms stretch out vehemently for land. I find myself at its edge once more; now purified. Staggering, I crawl to the comfort of the earth. As I struggle to catch my breath, I can't help but turn back. Wondering when I will once again slip beneath to glassy existence. © 2009 Krystal Newton |
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