Today
let me be
Both womb
and tomb.
*
Today
let me rest my oars,
not move at all,
Sit in my canoe,
watch life move
around me,
and be quietly respectful.
*
Today
let me just BE,
live,
survive the day,
not make waves,
not be in the light,
not be a light.
Today I will roll myself up into a ball,
deflecting any assault on my senses,
*
let me hunker down,
not do anything,
not attract any attention to myself,
not say aye or nay,
just go through the motions.
*
Today I need to curl up,
foetus-like,
ride out the day,
be a tiny pebble
embedded in the sand
on a shore,
that the waves may caress
or leave untouched,
a quiet witness
to the ebb and flow of time,
content to feel the pull of the tide
and the silence of the sea's embrace.
About the Creator
Komal
I write poems and stories that hit the feels.
When I’m not lost in my own plots, I’m either daydreaming about the next big idea or just winging life with a grin.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔸ℂ𝕋
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