Re-discovery

From: Metamorphosis


Grief is an island of heart.
The isolated kind in the middle of a vast ocean,
where ships and crew are marooned
and all communication is cut off.

When I am in griefing,
I found myself feeling suddenly sinking.
It was as if some navigational point,
some stars
by which had made my way through the world,
had blinked off
and I literaly could not find my bearings.
And I feel constantly dizzy..........

But when my inner strength discover the island,
it likes the golden sunshine warm up its coldness,
And the day unfold in color..
I can see the ships passing by
And the whole set of crew waving at me.
The waves come to shore tickling my feets.....

Re: My Lovely Dee

SkidRow - I remember U

A Friend of Mine wrote:
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Dee,

life is always about searching.
We keep searching all the time

For friends, love, peace, success
And for so much more.

But at times do wait and pause for a while
and search your soul
It would not take you anywhere
But will help you reach yourself.

Take care my dear,
***

My Reply:
Oh ***,
Wht a friend you are 2 Me..
I am glad to have you in the flowing river of my life.

One morning,
I awake to my very own self,
and everything seems normal.
And I know that I have found the griefing island.
So it's not isolated anymore,
and the golden sunshine pronounce on every
beat of the island,
the ships passing by with their whole set of crews
make a stop,
the navigator is finally handed.......
journey to discover the new land has begin.
May the island colored with various shades,
beautiful sounds,
and exciting occassions............

~Dee