The Deep Ocean


My muse is back from her sabbatical

Plunging straight back

To the sea of rested emotions

Disturbing the currents

Encouraging tides to rage

Sculpting them into words

And yearning to penetrate your soul

That you too, may remember:

We are more than flesh and bones, faces and races

And blood, muscles, sweat and veins

More than growing cells, hormones and any body part

More alive than a beating heart.

An ocean resides

Inside the depths of our being.

And we are same.

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