Inside the Wave ©
Nat Hall
Sandwick, Shetland
2004
Feel the power of salt water,
might of the wind -
grief in current.
Just left Lerwick, ripples
and gulls, serenity -
outside blue world
roars in lament.
Filla, our craft,
against the wind, anger
in swell -
hull,
cradle, keel... we're
left rocking inside
each wave -
where is solace,
my element?
Hearts tossed
by sea,
spray kisses
fears -
we're digging deep
inside breakers,
from right to left
swings our ordeal - eyelids
half-closed, we keep
silent.
Relief comes through
an orange pill,
anxiety melts on my
tongue... Searching comfort,
I fall asleep - dignity
drowns, bare,
nonchalant.
Pride turned to
rust, our souls survived
the ocean bed - those
two hours lost to
the swell, twisted
water, deep in dark waves.
We didn't taste much
sodium dust, just
found shelter
on three
islands.
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