Finding a Raft of Joy in a Sea of Sadness...
Life is filled with events that move us to feel an emotion about the event we experience. Life seems to bring these emotions like the ocean brings in the tide; like clockwork and sometimes the tide brings in warm waters, or waters filled with jellyfish and or sharks.
The Ocean... a living metaphore for life. Yet, the ocean is filled with it's own kind of life. Life that can be beautifully colorful, elegant, smoothly flowing and breathtaking. As beautiful and sensational as the ocean is, it's filled with negativity and anger... and hate... and sadness.
We all live in the same ocean, yet we pass like two cruiseliners in the night between destinations. Occassionally we see dolphins, and we think we have experienced something etherial or religious. We also see rough seas, uncontrollable wakes in our destiny.
Today. I see sadness. It seems as tangible as water... and just like water it covers you, yet you cannot grip it to strangle it's hold. Sadness rolls in like waves, moving the sand under your feet and causing you to loose your foothold. If the sun is out, we walk along beaches of sadness and call it vacation. If the wind brings in rains and bashing waves, we call the same beach unsafe.
I don't know why I am sad today, but I am. I am swimming with no land in sight, yet I can stand in the beautiful water... only to cut my feet on the corral underneath. If I'm not careful, the blood running from my stinging feet will draw sharks to the scent of my blood. Today I am desperately seeking a raft to dry from the sea of sadness, and to bring joy that my feet my can rest from the razors of the corral.
I only hope that the blistering sun does cause me to dehydrate, or my lips to crack from the sadness that seeped into them and caused me to gag on it's saltiness.
I hope for a raft. I will be so happy when I find one.
6 comments:
wow. you are unbelievably talented writer. i only wish that i could express myself this way. beautiful, kev.
I'm humbled, that's for sure. There have to be at least a hundred grammatical errors. I try to write in a way that people can visualize me speaking the words.
Thank you kate for your wonderfully uplifting comment. I very much appreciate it...
Just remember that a raft can be made of even the simplest things. We all get into funks and wallow there sometimes for days... only you can decide when you are sick and tired of being sick and tired and make a raft out of the pieces of drift wood floating near you... only you can make your own happiness and only you can make the sorrow go away. It really sucks that that is the case. I would be happy to pay someone to take my sadness away and bring me some happiness lol...
Hope today is better. It was really nice to see your comment today too. thanks! =]
I'm sorry you're feeling some sadness, Kevin. We need to meet at Maggie's sometime soon.
You will find that raft-- trust me. *hugs*
Cliff - Thanks for stopping by: It isn't that I AM sad... more that at the moment I wrote it, I FELT sadness. Which inspired me to write. Maggies sounds good - I haven't been in a month. I hope they don't sell my chair.
miss1999 - Thank you for stopping by... and for the hug.
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