tsunami
/i see a tsunami approaching
and i know
if i start drowning
you will help
you will pull me out of the water
at the last moment
you will save me
but i am so terrified
of getting wet
that i am frozen in place
and thus
i can’t build the shelter
to weather the wave
or find the strength
to run
to higher ground
so i’m forced to wait
as my doom gets closer
praying that the
promised help
does indeed come
before i pre-emptively give up
because waiting
for the wave
is no way to live
and surviving it
just to see another
isn’t either
This poem is from the book, ‘Poetry from a Dark Night of the Soul’.
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