I look around me, not recognizing my surroundings, although they are the same things I have seen for the past three years. never changing.
Sometimes I wish I was floating. lost. on a violet sea.
I long to hear the gentle lapping of the water. the sound of a fiercely blowing wind. to watch the storm clouds roll over.
I want the storms around me to match the storm within.
Sometimes I can feel the thunder. it crashes so loud inside my heart.
I long to look up to the break in the clouds. to see the sun shine through. clear and bright.
I long to believe that the sun will break through the clouds within, and shine light where the darkness thrives.
Lost is not always bad. the violet sea is beautiful. the rescue boat approaches.
Wow, that is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteLost isn't always bad, indeed. It can lead you to new undiscovered places that in the end, might learn you a valuable lesson on your journey.
Thank you for sharing this. It's amazing.
Sincerely,
- Prozacblogger
WOW, that was so beautiful. Like you said being last isn't always bad! People always seem to find their way...
ReplyDeleteI find that the winds of change are always blowing. We just have to step outside once in a while to feel them. Keep a positive spirit and heart and you'll see things in life you've never seen before, even though they may have been there all along.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I love the visual of a violet sea. It's so calming!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post... loved every word!
ReplyDeleteThat was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLost can be scary, but it causes growth!
I love the word pictures you draw - very vivid. Thank you for sharing.
Tracie, thank you for your comment on my blog. The past few weeks feel like I have been on a violent sea with the ups and downs of the waves of emotions about a situation that I helped to create by voicing disagreement with someone else.
ReplyDeleteWow! I love this! Love your style of writing! I'm off to search for a way to follow you!
ReplyDeleteFantastic post! This just seems to speak to me this week. We all have our lost times and it is amazing how life can pull us back in.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I feel the same way. You expressed yourself beautifully.
ReplyDeleteGosh, do know that feeling...Just keep writing...
ReplyDeleteI love you. This is beautiful and... HUGS! Just hugs... and good music and fun times and Tinkerbell playing cards and smiley plates and yellow scarves... and more hugs!
ReplyDeleteI do know this feeling. Great job with the violet sea.
ReplyDeleteNot just because I'm partial to all things purple, but I think this is a beautiful post, full of clouds and hope.
ReplyDeleteNice to "meet" you, Tracie. Thanks for your comment on my blog today :-)
Beautifully written. Made me sad.
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful, Tracie, and I have always loved a good storm :)
ReplyDeleteThis is so much more eloquent than I could ever put it!
ReplyDeleteAlso, because I think my sea is completely comprised of whining girls and an overflowing inbox! :)
Ah, the storm within. And sometimes, we have to be our own rescue boat, don't we?
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely post - both dark and hopeful at the same time.
Beautiful thoughts/writing. Sadness but also hope. I am inspired by you, as always!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful post, and yes sometimes the lost is good especially when we can be on calm seas and see rescue coming. Thanks for sharing this Tracie!
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