I have foundered!
Not that I was exactly sailing wildly in that job…
More like tug-boating along, motoring just to motor about
Further fouling the murky water with my petty efforts.
Perhaps that old tub needed that big hole in its bottom
To sink it and shock me - out of my busy-ness, into cold water,
To tread or go under, splashing and spitting.
Working atrophied muscles and feeling the capacity of my
lungs,
Kicking free of the wreck’s debris, the cloudy
water slowly clears,
I feel fear and waking, disbelief and too-realness.
Will I stretch my long limbs and swim like a sea creature?
Will a dolphin meet me and allow me to hold on while he
races with the squid?
Will a white ship, triple-masted, timbers creaking, lower a
life boat and pull me up to sail?
I can see so many possibilities!
I can also see drowning.
Lori Martin, 8/8/2017
Lori Martin, 8/8/2017
This is powerful. It brings to mind the Bruce Cockburn lyrics:
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Lost the taste for being free
Thank God He sent some gull-chased ship
To carry me to sea
One of my favorite songs ever. Of course, that was in my mind. My favorite recording of it is Tom Prasada-Rao. All the Diamonds!
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