Sea Born
As I stand there in the winds, my hands said their vows to the son of the seas but all I could hear where the slopes calling upon me.
I followed the little voices back to the time I was human. I entered the other realm with no fright for I was the Shield.
A piece of parchment laying there behind the dust awaited me that night
Those words scribbled with hast, quaked my temple, that sight loomed in my mind
It Blow mustang winds in to my frail face… That Sentence…The sentence that never left my core
“My Blood, I have left these shores…On your own you are”
In the corner I collapsed …How shall you sail without the Reel?
For I was the ship and thee sailed me across the sirens lurking in the sea
Winds blew my rail… Crashed my barrels but my Captain said his prayers to the heavens above and Home we sought
Home… how I envy you
You held our secrets and I couldn’t reach out for a single word
For each scattered Letter Burnt and thus the wounds
I withdrew to my womb for there I shall wither in silence
No more voyages for me… Just an old stack of bones and memories I shall remain
My Sailor carried his cross and head back to the slopes
About me you ask? Well I wandered these shores with two dark eyes of glass and a shell that hid my face
I became a demon with broken wings… A look with no gleam… Words with no blaze
Sturdy as I remember myself I yearned to hit the salty waters of the deep
But I fell down and sand grains filled my eyes as the first drop of water dissolved my shanks
A crab I was holding on to the fairytale…
I cried to the moon and begged Celine for redemption
But the moon mocked me, imprisoning my ray of light… way beyond my reach
And thus one night words of terror I heard… The winds blowing from the slopes I questioned you… you dreadful messengers!
The words birthed the message that broke my shell and had me screeching for the olive trees
Pebbles blocked my way … holding me back from the steep sight I squealed to reach
I climbed the slopes with the crack of every broken limb
But thee must reach… My sailor was a shadow and thee must reach!
I crashed the cottage door and stumbled across the floor breaking my teeth
I’m almost here I uttered…I pulled my body on the wooden floor and called upon him
He lied there giving me soft plain looks of deafness
I grabbed on to the foot of the squeaky corroded bed and touched his finger tip
A warm breeze rushed through me as I was serenity …I was calmness
I opened my lids to view my sailor flutter out of sight
And I was snatched and thrown back on to the rocks devoured by the sea
I sobered…The slopes casted me out my Love I whispered with tears
And there I was back at the shores… Looking across the twilight sun
I summoned the sea…I shall sail again!
But wet as my face was from the journey … I buried my corpse in the hot sand
I exiled myself… Sea Born I was… Sea born shall always be
I held the grains of glittering sand in my palm… For dirt it can never be
I closed those tiresome lids for the last time… My lips parted in to the final scream… “I’m almost here… My Passion I’m almost here!”
