Not in a Vessel, Just me.
A Poem
I wish to be out there on the sea.
Not in a vessel, just me.
I want to swim to the moonlight,
the exact moment it first kisses the water.
I wish to float there.
Just me, surrender.
I want to pretend that my body is the paintbrush.
I wish to trace the light all the way to shore.
Just me, floating, at peace with my emotions not war.
I want to meet the sand as the new day awakes.
Stand tall, in the sunlight, proudly knowing I had let go.
I wish to be out there on the sea.
Not in a vessel, just me.
About the Creator
Tonka Fiamengo
Tonka is a professional psychic medium & life coach. Owner of MermaidLunaTarot in Los Angeles. She is a kick-ass boy mom to an amazing 5-year-old. She loves writing, the beach and helping people, especially through creative exploration.
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