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Buried Treasure

In search of truth

By Archived UserPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Buried Treasure
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Diving to the depths of the deep,

dark ocean to straddle my fears;

I feel heavy, steady water

pressure mingle with frantic tears.

I learn to breathe underwater,

when the mermaid appears shining

blue light, a crystal path revealed

to me, silently sighing. “Oh!”

I gasp as she takes my cold hand

safely, softly in hers to lead the way

through currents, where I cannot stand.

Before me, my blurred vision fades.

She helps me find my idle feet,

surfacing with a solid kick,

washed ashore by the singing waves,

unrelenting in their perfect pitch.

I open my eyes to find me,

supine in the sand, tightly wrapped

in the beautiful bright blue haze,

determined to exist unmasked.

Photo by Nsey Benajah on Unsplash

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