Sanctuary - Day 73
Dark waters foment,
Awakening the deep.
Cresting waves surge
As momentum builds.
High tide engulfs me
Cutting me off.
Riptides grab my calfs
And pull me under.
Frantically, I kick and thrash
Against an invisible force
That tosses me around like a rag-doll
Smashing me into the concrete sand.
Completely drained by a fruitless struggle,
I quietly surrender to its will.
It carries me deep into the deep,
Slowly softening its grip
As it seems to lose interest,
Then abandons me for another wayward soul.
Little by little, and inch by inch,
For what seems like an eternity,
I rise to the surface
And take my first breath again,
Floating peacefully in warm waters,
In a hidden sanctuary.
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Previous posts for this challenge
Day 1: The Pendulum
Day 2: Half In - Half Out
Day 3: Names Will Always Hurt Me
Day 4: Turning
Day 5: No Longer
Day 6: Equilibrium
Day 7: Entangled
Day 8: Shattered
Day 12:Beat Ball WINNING ENTRY! (Intermediate category)
Day 15: The Golden Rule
Day 16: Panic
Day 19: Birthday
Day 20: Bar Room Blues
Day 21:Victory WINNING ENTRY!
Day 22: Just Another Day
Day 23: charming Knights
Day 24: Thank the Gods
Day 25:The Circle of Life WINNING ENTRY!
Day 26:Try Harder
Day 27:Up, Up and Away
Day 28: Grandchild
Day 30: Streams of Life
Day 33:Pep Talk
Day 34: First Steps
Day 35 Passengers
Day 36: Tools
Day 37:Spirit Fruit
Day 38: Perspective
Day 39:Divine Feminine
Day 40: Princess
Day 41: Trading
Day 42: Sky Gazer
Day 43: My Basement is Flooded
Day 44: When Two Spirits Meet
Day 46: Gems
Day 47: Bridges
Day 49: Layers
Day 50: Light
Day 52: Tula
Day 53: Silhouettes
Day 54: Point of vie
Day 55: Hope
Day 56: Feather
Day 57: At Least That’s What They Say
Day 58: Leaking
Day 61: Lift Your Head
Day 62: Make Way
Day 63: Congested
Day 64: Just Kick It
Day 65: Definition
Day 66: Transitions
Day 67: Ellen
Day 68 I Wonder
Day 69: Trinity
Day 70: Palette
Day 71: Daydreamer
Day 72: [Call of the Wild}(https://steemit.com/poetry/@firststeps/call-of-the-wild-day-72)
These lines speak to me of seeking peace in a hidden sanctuary, which for me is in ourselves. The divinity that inhabits us cleans the waters when they become muddy. I like your work with words, dear poet. Good job!
Facing dark waters with light in hand clears the way.
For me, this poem is a powerful message of hope that says that you can rise again after having fallen, once again, if you find the peace that is required to regain your balance.
With simple words you explain the hard journey back to the warmth and light.
This is my weekly find for week 11.
Well done.
Thank you so much.