Anonymous
Respect to the admirer of love and clarity
You're on the raft that drifts toward it
You must release the oar you use to slow down
It's only scary because it's new
But if you let go you'll see
You are free
You are a power
Power is you
You will move from heart
You will sing the truth
Be consumed
Sucked into
Pure waters
It's you who must choose
To lose what you cling to
And by mans law himself
Proceed to love and gratitude
To move in unison with rested hands
To spill all your ills
See them get soaked into the sand
Evaporated from the suns intense heat
Purified and rained upon the heads of all
And join one another in inherent communion
You've lost the island and have found a shore, you're raft is what now detours
Walk away until it is but a speck, Move in peace, no regrets.
Your power prevails in midst of ails
Send them to love, and be still
Finest of Fine Lines
It is you who must choose to lose what you cling to/send them to love and be still/move in peace, no regreats/it is scary only because it is new - I adore these lines, the glue of the core of the write - Island poems are nice - land as the thing to move toward - enjoyed this one, the 3-4 between lines spaces were annoying, my computer is so slow I forgot what was above and in the middle when I got to the end and had to re-read six times to get it all - time lost and unnecessary. Great poem though, Madigan - allets
Thanks, Allets. I fixed that
Thanks, Allets. I fixed that annoyance, don't remember why I did that. Maybe because I was annoyed haha.