Joy
1 min
soul of the sea
Turiya Misra (Age 12)
waves twisting
turning
in restless sleep
gently hiding
the turmoil underneath
life and death
mixing as one
darkness
closing in
on itself
water
collapsing inward
swiftly pulsing outward
giving life to a place
where there is only pause
the artist giving birth
to a creation breathing life
into the artist
chaotic and ordered
the night and the sea
are not so different
the moon pulling at the sea
and the sea pulling at the stars
the ocean is unforgiving
to those who do not know
how to breathe
choking
drowning
death
and life
go together
sinking
flailing
resigned
to fate
tempting destiny
chasing the storm
find yourself
inside yourself
at the crux
of chaos and order
death and life
sink below the surface
watching light and hope
disappear
or
instead
choose
to dive
death is never cruel
only a place
we have yet to truly explore
those who do not know
how to breathe
will unbalance
the waves
crashing
down
and falling
forever
into the sea
but
the place
between
chaos
and order
life
and death
is paused
no time
no space
the eye of the storm
only
soul.
the world
is a sea
and each our souls
a reluctant
but brave vessel
shall we set sail?
turning
in restless sleep
gently hiding
the turmoil underneath
life and death
mixing as one
darkness
closing in
on itself
water
collapsing inward
swiftly pulsing outward
giving life to a place
where there is only pause
the artist giving birth
to a creation breathing life
into the artist
chaotic and ordered
the night and the sea
are not so different
the moon pulling at the sea
and the sea pulling at the stars
the ocean is unforgiving
to those who do not know
how to breathe
choking
drowning
death
and life
go together
sinking
flailing
resigned
to fate
tempting destiny
chasing the storm
find yourself
inside yourself
at the crux
of chaos and order
death and life
sink below the surface
watching light and hope
disappear
or
instead
choose
to dive
death is never cruel
only a place
we have yet to truly explore
those who do not know
how to breathe
will unbalance
the waves
crashing
down
and falling
forever
into the sea
but
the place
between
chaos
and order
life
and death
is paused
no time
no space
the eye of the storm
only
soul.
the world
is a sea
and each our souls
a reluctant
but brave vessel
shall we set sail?
Spring into Poetry Contest, 2021 - San José Public Library
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