I walked down to the sea in the early morning <br />after a long insomniac night. <br /> <br /> <br />I climbed over the giant gull-colored rocks <br />and moved past the trees, <br />tall dancers stretching their limbs <br />and warming up in the blue light. <br /> <br /> <br />I entered the salty water, a penitent <br />whose body was stained, <br />and swam toward a red star rising <br />in the east—regal, purple-robed. <br /> <br /> <br />One shore disappeared behind me <br />and another beckoned. <br /> I confess <br />that I forgot the person I had been <br />as easily as the clouds drifting overhead. <br /> <br /> <br />My hands parted the water. <br />The wind pressed at my back, wings <br />and my soul floated over the whitecapped waves. <br /> <br />Read more: http://www.oprah.com/spirit/After-a-Long-Insomniac-Night-Poem-by-Edward-Hirsch#ixzz1jzMpvu63<br /><br />Edward Hirsch<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-a-long-insomniac-night/
