Her Waves Over Me
Words Scrawled on the Shoreline and Carried Out to Sea
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Resilience
No longer swimming
but I'm floating
on the surface of these moonlit waves
As long as I'm here
my breath going in with the ebb
and out with the flow
then I'm still alive
and that is enough.
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