Out on a limb,
Hanging over the precipice,
Terrifying and thrilling, all at once,
This risky business, of being me.
Does life offer a more sensible solution?
Would it be better,
To “lie” around in bed,
With the living dead, instead?
Nice and tight,
With my “comforter,”
Of false security?
Siping with vampires and zombies;
And troublesome bedfellows!
Sacrificing my life blood?
I’d rather dip my toes,
In humanity’s living sea,
Swimming naked, shameless and free…
Risking being me.
Day 15 word-siping (v.) to lie down beside someone
Word High July-30 Beautiful Filipino Words
Challenge set by, A reading Writer blog, and Doodles and Scribbles
Diving bravely into the
Murky mess of my emotions,
If I go down deep enough,
The water becomes,
Revealing facets and aspects,
Of a life once buried at sea,
But never lost there.
In pretend coffins,
As nothing left unfinished,
Of my heart,
Sunken treasure found.
(This is an expanded version of the poem “Conscious Gratitude” posted June 13 2016)
One day I looked out over the majestic body of water named, The Atlantic Ocean. Feeling very small, in comparison and lost in my own inadequate reverie, I asked myself and the sea, “What’s so special about this body called me?”
And the sea responding rightly, through the channel of my heart said, “Ahhh, you see me! Conscious awareness is your priceless human ability, though seeing past pain, a challenge, and finding gratitude, a choice. Stop now and readjust your vision.”
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