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The Cleansing.

A Poem About Sea Swimming

By Deborah RobinsonPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
The Cleansing.
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A compulsion,

A pull,

A call

To the sea.

I enter, and frozen knives try to drive me back to shore.

I'm unworthy, yet, and I must prove myself.


But I panic, I flinch, shoulders rise to my ears.

I am afraid.

I push on, lowering my resistant human skin into a murk of green.

I jump up again, taking a moment to breathe.

I force my unwilling self into a purgatory.

This is a cleansing of the mind, of the earthly body,

And I must accept the pain to purge the flesh.

The sea waits.

'Prove yourself,' it whispers,

Taunting me with it's steady rhythm.

And so I plunge into the frigid waters

Giving up my fears and my human resistance.

The sea accepts me, and the cleansing can begin.


A dark moody sky

Mirrors the mercurial mood of the sea.

A restless need to churn and change,

Destroy and damage

Lurks in the energy of the molecules.

For now, the watery god only grumbles

As I push my way through

Small waves.

The gift of buoyancy encourages me to stay a while.

This temperamental deity soothes my bitten skin with numbness.

I can no longer feel the cruel knives,

And I am comfortable in this saline world

Providing I keep moving my fragile human limbs.


But his time is precious,

And soon he drives me to shore.

I am tired and satifsfied,

Purged of the burdens of a human body.

Purged of fatigue and pain.

Purged of the racing thoughts of worry and fear.

For now at least.


I have been blessed. Baptised, by the cold water,

And as I once again feel the burden of gravity

While I walk up the sand,

I look back, and nod to the salty god

Who helped me forget for a while.


For all of you who know and value the healing power of the sea.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Deborah Robinson

I'm new to the 'writing for real' scene. Previously, I've kept my poetry and writing under wraps in a fancy notebook, but now I've decided to give it a proper go!

I hope you enjoy my work.

Thanks, Deborah.

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