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DISCOVERY

I used to sit and watch the sea

its closeness to eternity

with all my thoughts centred on self

in a rush, in a rush

like the waves' rough and tumble

of seeming confusion -

an endless discussion;

neither the sky nor the water gave way

yet all the elements had their say.

 

For myself encased in a world without end

my lonely voices would never blend

until I discovered myself,

my friend.

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raypool

Sat 29th Jun 2019 13:06

Thanks for looking in, David and Dorothy.

Lisa, Glad you approved. Very true.

Devon, I see your point there! A word can make such a big difference to the route through a poem. That line is pivotal as you say implying a consortium of shared power, which we find so hard to manage !

Ray

Devon Brock

Thu 27th Jun 2019 21:23

It was not until I read this poem for the fifth time that I realized you wrote "discovered", not "discover". Each time, I was wondering why you stopped gazing at the sea. Silly me. This speaks quite eloquently on the difficulty of reconciling the self with the self. My favorite line in the poem: "neither the sky nor the water gave way".

D

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Lisa C Bassignani

Thu 27th Jun 2019 00:46

The ocean is the best place for real heavy thinking.
Very lovely Ray

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