Drifting

POETRY AND THE SEA

A Poem

Photo Credit — Anouska Parr

You call me, softly whispering my name
Beckon for me to follow
I will.

Lead me through these unchartered waters to a new beginning
Guide me safely to a sun in a different sky
We linger just for a moment, silent, appreciative of what we have become
Bobbing in the endless ocean
Gazing at our reflections in the glassy water
Waiting to know which way to go

I will go with you
For I have been lost.

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