A fish in flight; a queen diving
Free, slender and one with the
Streaming hands that caress
While she slides through the
Ocean's nerves and lips and fingertips,
Being the truth; that
This mother of two gentle kings
Is water-based and carries tears
Enough to drown the world
For them. Has cried her pillows
Warm for them,
A mama bear to any fear that
Might wish any harm on them.
She swims in seas in Neverland,
And dreams of feeling strong
Again.
I recognize that song, my friend.
So be where you belong, my friend:
Keep the ocean in your heart,
And when the skies within are
Dark, just
Close your eyes and jump right in,
Feel the salt against your skin.
Taste the water, stroke the
Seaweed; feel its
Calmness seep
Within.
For M., my sweet, strong friend since forever.