Shipwrecked on a deserted island
Suddenly alone despite a sea of people flooding around,
Crashing against the jagged shore of my sometimes turbulent life.
The evening sky is a mix of brilliant color and menacing clouds
Threatening to bring more storms
Yet also offering a glimpse of hope
In the promise that the new day will bring
Calmer waters and the chance to bask in the sun
As it dances on the water’s surface.
Should I head inland in search of shelter
Or stay on shore with an eye
On the horizon in hopes of a passing ship?
Is anyone out there looking for me
Searching for the lost soul standing
In plain sight hiding her deep wounds
From those who are so close by?
Should I attempt to swim in the shark infested waters
Amongst the people who appear to be my friends one minute
Yet are circling to strike me, smelling blood the next?
Part of me wonders if they are just as scared as I
Trying to feed and protect their young
Using intimidation to cover up their own insecurities.
Should I build a fire in the hopes
That the smoke would be seen from the heavens above
And looking down on me, my Guardian
Send the Coast Guard to rescue me yet again?
Instead I stand here, gazing as far as I can see
Off into the endless horizon
Hoping to catch glimpse of a future so uncertain
Immobilized as to which way my true north lies.
Soon the day gives way to night
The air turns cold, biting through
To the very core of my soul
Sending a chill to my weary heart.
I shiver as the stars begin
To cast a haughtily beautiful glow
Reflecting on the sea and calling
A cast of nocturnal characters to life.
Their true intentions showing
As they slink around me
In the light of the moon and stars.
Why do they stare as if
I’m the only person on this island
Despite the sea of people who surround us?
Can’t they see that I’m battered
And worn like the sun-bleached sail
On the boat that glides across the horizon?
The lone seaman raises his scope
Drops it and quickly rushes to the helm
Grabbing the rudder he swings the boom
Quickly changing the direction of his sail.
With distinct purpose and excitement
That he’s found the castaway girl
Far, far away from his home port of call.
Risking the attack of the sharks
Swimming in formation and about
To descend on the seemingly defenseless prey,
He swims swiftly ashore
Scaling the rocky shoreline
He reaches and draws in the seasick girl.
The clouds softly release the rain
They’ve collected during those rough days at sea
The waves pick up as I heave softly on his shoulder
Still in disbelief that I’ve been found alive.
Night has set in, but wrapped in warm protection
Of his strong seaman’s arms
The chill finally releases its grip on me
The sharks quietly retreat in search of a new target.
Relaxing and breathing in the saltiness of the night air
I hold tight to my rescuer
Afraid if I let go, he might indeed disappear
Like the ship I once sailed, sank into the sea.
But his arms remain firmly embracing me
Softly I whisper a prayer that he never lets go.