Saturday, May 9, 2020

to go through the storm,
to undergo a sea change,
to find inside
compassion for myself,
to find inside
the sea and the beach
I can walk upon in peace,
to look out at the world
and at the stars
with sun washed eyes.
I did not die.
I clung to the raft
and with help survived.
I see the world now
through a lens of dappled ocean light, mostly.

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