The tsunami comes.
You can't prepare for what it
will do to your soul.
Mountain of water
crashing onto my body –
My limbs become weak.
Sun shines within it
Radiating warmth from eyes
Restoring my faith.
Words flow over me
Consuming all of my thoughts
Infecting my mind.
"You're not getting it
I didn't know how to read!
She taught me how to."
"Teachers like her come
once every generation."
They are left speechless.
What do you say to
people who are drowning you
with love, affection?
Me, suffocating
Unable to breathe in air
My lungs are in shock.
The b-beat, b-beat
Of my heart resonates in
My weak or strong soul
Love has a way of
giving you strength in your heart
and also weak knees.
The tsunami crashed.
Love consumes mind, body, soul.
Juxtaposition.
Am I strong or weak?
Do your brave words give me strength
Or leave me crippled?
I am too lucky
to be so loved that I can't
eat or sleep or breathe!
I almost drown but
I decide I will ride the
Tsunami of Love.
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