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Sunday, March 30, 2008

Ebb and Flow


Relationships flow like water in and out of my soul.

The dynamics rise and fall like the ebb and flow of the ocean tide

The surface seems calm while the currents churn up the ugly depth as the undertow pulls you in deeper and deeper still

Unable to resist, you surrender to its predictable tide you read, like the clock on the kitchen wall, whose round face mocks out its minutes, for whom the bells tolls.

You and I fully know.

4 comments:

PJ Hoover said...

Ooooh, awesome! And the picture looks like it's moving. Or maybe I've just been staring at the computer screen too long.
Lights out!

Sheri said...

Yeah I thought it looked watery and since the poem was relating relationships to water, and I didn't have a water picture, this was the closest I could come...

ChristineEldin said...

This is beautiful. It feels sad but hopeful. And full of mystery.

Sheri said...

Thanks Cristine!

I guess relationships are sad but hopeful at times. Hahaha

Hopefully hopeful!

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