Today,
I just couldn't be that person,
That person
I want to be.
I tried,
I really did,
But today was not for me.
When alone,
Still, calm and with time,
We are limitless.
The world around us
So fast,
mistaken,
easy to spot the error.
How different we might act,
to those deluded others
who seem to mindless,
lost,
And without thought.
But when,
It was my turn,
I.....I,
no better.
The ocean appears
so swimmable
When observed
From the shore.
Yet once submerged,
fighting the relentless waves
the only
real option.
Yesterday's self image
carried
With care
into today.
That's who I was,
so that
Is who I will be.
But today didn't permit
That idol
to survive.
Cast from it's presumed altar,
That idol fashioned
for someone
no longer here.
Yet once smashed
into many,
many pieces,
Only then
was I free
to start again.
And only then,
did today
really begin.
Hi Giles,
I liked this - particularly the lines 'When alone ... we are limitless' and 'The ocean appears/ So swimmable/ When observed/ From the shore'. They sound a bit like proverbs :-)
Thanks for sharing!
Alice