A Tumultuous Journey -------------------------------------------
She slowly opens her eyes;
attempting to adjust to the lack of light.
Stumbling forward as equilibrium disappears,
her hands reach out; desperate to rest
upon sturdy ground.
Blood boiling; fists clenched;
she picks herself up – stomping
an angry foot against the jagged surface.
Crashing through the weakened floorboards,
her encumbrances plummet into
the turbulent waves.
Tumultuous currents drag
her body under its chaotic blanket
as she fights to stay afloat.
The undercurrents encircling
her arms and legs; gently coaxing
her surrender. Despondence filling
her lungs; her heart releases
giving way to the gravitational pull
of the dexterous waves.
As her feet caresses the soft sand;
she finally opens to the tender touch
of the compassionate nature flowing
through a multitude of scars; once hidden
from the world; now open to the salt
in the sea. A promise to heal
from the very foundation
from which they were erected.
Her tears mix with the sea
as she finally experiences
the depth of her pain. Light shines
through the soothing waves; bringing peace
and faith to the vulnerable being.
when the salt of the ocean does not hurt the open wounds...there has been healing.
but what a tough process...from almost drowning to just barely getting your head above water...to finally feeling the sand under your feet...being able to walk tall...out from the tumultuous waves of the past...into a future of soft beach and love.