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May 23 • Creative Art & Nature
Another of my Poems
Not Looking for the Shore
Inspired by Rumi’s “The Drowning”
I stopped asking the river where it’s going.
The current doesn’t owe me an answer.
At first I clung to every rock,
wrote letters to the bank: Take me back.
Now I let the cold climb my ribs.
My name is dissolving like salt.
They ask, Aren’t you afraid of drowning?
But I’ve already died to the version of me
who needed to stand on solid ground.
Love is not a life raft.
It’s the deep water that finally feels like home.
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