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elysabeth faslund - My Ocean Mother

2014-06-14 2 Dailymotion

Time was created when there was nothing to do, nowhere to go, <br />No memories. <br />No time to remember when the horrible things happened, nothing <br />To prevent icy fingers around your throat. <br /> <br />Then the Shepherd-of-the-Sun loomed time on his wheel, and <br />Spun a place for the good and <br />The evil Banes...the Predators, claws, and canines <br />That dripped the blood of slower things <br />That left pawprints no longer. <br /> <br />Timing makes evil. <br />Timing makes good. <br />Timing makes skeletons to tell stories of once-upon-a-time...when <br />The Balance tipped. Once-upon-a-time when Unicorns weren't Ashamed of their horn. <br />Animals looked on it in awe, and <br />Were jealous. <br /> <br />I sit on a deserted beach, grieving for the Unicorn...Heaven's most <br />Gentle creature. <br />Someday, I think that if I reach out very quietly...somewhere... <br />I might stroke it's forehead. I must never touch it's horn. <br />It is sacred... <br />Holy. <br /> <br />Someday, the ocean will call me. <br />Someday, I will leave my towel behind me. <br />Someday, I will know my mother's love. <br />Someday, we will laugh in the sun. <br /> <br />I will live close to the ocean, sitting on a twisted piece of driftwood <br />As a pew...I will attend the sermons of gulls...and I will dance down <br />Aisles of foam, sanctifying my feet with the soul of an <br />Eyeless, beached fish. <br />I will breathe the incense, wafted on sea winds...of sunken ships, <br />Ribbed and reeking of <br />Once-billowing sails... <br />Once-bellowing captains. <br /> <br />I will live until the ocean calls me...walking as a Pilgrim through <br />Early, dense fog...heavy mists hoarding intricate shells. <br />I will take one to my pew to read messages from it's water-time. <br />I will learn what the ocean taught it. <br />I will laugh and dance...delighting in seaspray and tides, <br />Until... <br />My Mother calls, <br />Telling me it is time <br />To come inside.<br /><br />elysabeth faslund<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-ocean-mother/

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