Current Currents

I am an endless sea of doubt

Dredging stormy currents
in search of finding truth

In search of finding strength

Beneath choppy surfaces
I have tread the tides
I have skimmed myself

Only to find
I am a sunken ship

I do not float
I am 
rusting 
alone 
upon
grains
of 
sand
that
do 
not 
speak

Soon 
I shall
rise

Soon 

may 
yet
catch
the sun
upon
the
surface

Image Source; WF sunset Melbourne 2017

Thanks to Thomas R. Barton, JD who has returned to Medium and is helping me through my writing block/ pre trip/ missing mumma Tre flunk. X o

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