Born of Water
I was born of water; body
Surrounded by and made of creator’s tears,
Unwilling to enter this landlocked life.
And whenever I can, I return home-
To a vast sea, breaking against rock and shore.
Spraying me with turquoise delight
Swirling, swimming around my limbs-
These disappearing as I am reacquainted.
I long for this reconnection again,
For a homecoming.
And I will venture far on a pilgrimage,
To reunite my soul with my lost aqua world.
Each visit will have to sustain me,
Until I can come again.
Perhaps for a longer visit.
Perhaps to live closer one day,
Perched on the water’s edge
For my daily communion.
© Donna Donabella 2017
I have long known that the ocean is my home. I come home to the ocean and am reconnected to my creator…..my soul. There is an exhilaration I cannot find anywhere else on this earth. And I long to be in its environs whenever close. So upon a recent visit to the ocean, I was reminded of this deep connection….to the creation of life in the soup of the sea. And this poem poured forth.
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