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within these ocean skies

It would be too easy to get lost
in these grey ocean skies
let the rip pull me under
and drown in self defeat

We’ve stood here before
my reflection and I
dancing away from affirmations
towards those multi-hued storms
believing naively they’d be easier
to weather than the calms
we secretly aim for in silent
disdain for unknown peace

I question my worthiness
like a thunder cloud waiting to burst
before deflating in a whimper
unheard in the distant rumble
that heralds the coming
of the storm

So I let the rain
fall in silence; a grey slate
on which nothing is drawn
porcelain – bare – seemingly untouched
while rage swirls cyclonically beneath
through the cracks of lighting
that split the skies in screaming solemnity

And we struggle, my mirror image and I
a war of the heavens and earth within
haunted by the secrets we both know
our screams like the ghosts of an unwaged war
fought high in the grey hued clouds
before that special calm sweeps through
on the fresh winds of love and reason
the violence settling
as the skies breathe new breath
 
It is strange to know my face
in the shifting of the winds
that skitter the lightly across the skies
having weathered the grey oceans above

I smile - it has been too long
since I could recognise my reflection
and for now I like what I see

© Indie Adams 2012
Indie
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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