an invitation to get lost.
\nto leave yourself behind
\nand jump into the
\nstormy waters.<\/p>\n
you’re in before you nod
\nwaves fighting each other
\nto wash you clean,
\nstripping off the falsehood
\nyou preciously built.<\/p>\n
”hasn’t life taught you to
\nswim?”, asked the ocean.<\/p>\n
you paddle confused,
\ntears adding to the weight
\nyou carry.<\/p>\n
***<\/p>\n
somewhere in the noise
\nappears a boat
\ninvisible to all but you.<\/p>\n
before you can hop on
\nit lifts you over in silence.<\/p>\n
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\nin a language clearer than words.<\/p>\n
\nlaughs the ocean.<\/p>\n
\na message floats in a bottle:
\nGod exists,
\n<\/em>with love,<\/em>
\nyour soul.<\/em><\/p>\n
\ni dream of the land
\ni called home,
\nthat turned into a
\nstranger overnight.<\/p>\n
\ndeeper into the ocean.<\/p>\n
\nwe both agree.<\/p>\n
\nbottle – as i read,
\nit bursts into stardust
\nthrowing me high up
\nin the sky to fall back
\ninto the ocean.<\/p>\n
\nmore like me.
\nsome in the water
\nsome naked
\nsome clothed,
\nall searching.<\/p>\n
\nemerges:
\ndazed and confused?,<\/em>
\nwe all nod.<\/p>\n
\noffering us their
\nhome?<\/p>\n
\nunique, a blend
\nof silence and
\nlove.<\/p>\n
\nnervous, a secret is
\npassed around:
\n”this raft doesn’t move,
\nit is self-assured.”<\/p>\n
\ndo here then?”
\njust be,<\/em> they say.<\/p>\n
\nand grows into a cocoon.
\ntime and space are forbidden
\ninside.<\/p>\n
\nsilver lining, enough for
\neach to hold onto.<\/p>\n
\nlooking for!”, some say.<\/p>\n
\nwe are given a task:
\ntogether would you build<\/em>
\na vehicle for truth?<\/em><\/p>\n
\nmany forgot belonging…
\na new invitation.<\/p>\n
\nstrength in many
\nall through one.<\/p>\n
\nideas meet to create some
\nmore, breaking often into laughter
\nat what led us who are seeking,
\nnot one like the other
\nto this special dwelling place
\nwith clues scribbled on walls
\nthat are greek to the mind.<\/p>\n
\nmore, scratching in turns
\ntogether and alone,
\nat the surface of life
\nto see whats below.<\/p>\n
\nwe all rush through it
\ninto a wider ocean
\ninviting us to be found.<\/p>\n
\nhere is an unending road…<\/em>
\nyou belong here,<\/em>
\nsays a voice,
\nso how can you be lost?<\/em><\/p>\n