Il centro dell'Oceano

Poetry

Il centro dell'Oceano

 

My journey has always been to the center of the ocean. It is the place it seems I have always sought.

As much as seems along my journey I have sought out every common place, every strangers face, all my have’s and have not’s

I’ve mingled with rhyme and reason placing all of these things within their due seasons, and still…even still, I have never once stumbled upon my reason.

I search in languages not my own, even traveled so very far from home, I’ve been held, I’ve been dropped, I’ve been with others and I’ve been alone

I tired once of my own words telling and retelling all the stories we’ve all already heard. I’ve spoken them out loud so many times even to me they’ve become absurd

So here’s the thing then, this is where it all comes down, the place I stumbled upon while I was looking around. The pin drop that fell when I couldn’t hear any other sound

The circle I was caught in while I was spinning around and around….the place I became so lost I was finally found

I’m not sure I understand just yet how it is I’ve been singing a solo while part of a duet, like I’ve danced with a partner never once have I met. All my fountains have filled up with the waters of sorrow and regret while the places rearrange never once being set

Flowers by the way have no fortunes to tell, he loves me, he loves me not is how those petals fell, like the throwing of a coin inside a wishing well, or the waiting on the wind to determine which way the ship will sail

You see I’ve set out on many journeys, so many times set out to sea, to find out if the deepest part of the ocean still held the deepest part of me. The waves that I rode as my faith, casting my anchor out with all I believe, though where those waters part was a little more than I conceived, I was ashamed to admit that perhaps I’d been deceived

I had sent a message once into the depths of this sea, but I was venturing out now to find out if it had in fact been received

I don’t care to walk along the shore line on a blue and cloudless night, stumbling upon sea shells with colors so bright, there is nothing for me in that cliché’ little insight

I want the ones on the oceans floor, the sea shells you only find at the very center of this core, and I am hoping they’re everything I see in my dreams, actually I’m hoping they’re more

My point to the rambling on of my dreams, and my speaking of the ocean and so many other things is that I am trying to remind you that nothing, absolutely nothing is ever as it seems. And that we really have not a clue what all of this means, We’re trying to decipher the lyrics within the songs Angels sing…..and trust me you haven’t a clue the truth that they bring

Or even that they stand right in front of you while on and on you speak, though you can see within their eyes the secret they keep, you don’t recognize it of course you only can look so deep, and yet you see it again within dreams while you sleep

Knowing all the while and wondering about it too, how it was this person, how she is so different from you, and from others you’ve known from the places you’ve roamed, a stranger who feels so much like your home, a sudden realization that you’ve never been alone

Then my tides changed course, at once that wind headed East and suddenly I could feel it all the moment that is ceased, I ceased to be, I ceased to breath and with absolution so uncanny I knew it was more than I could conceive, that so suddenly by Heaven I was taken and received

Yet that’s how it played out as I viewed the stopping of my heart, every life thread I’d spun suddenly taken apart and this I thought would become my tragic end, begging of God what exactly was my sin, till He told “My child this is just where you begin.”

Amazing Grace so it is, so it goes and all is well, Sailing out into that depth to its center I fell, my exact moment of arrival? Only time will tell

What will you say of it all now and the telling of my tale, speaking of the Angel who out of Heaven had fell, purity once caught within the deception of hell. But as you tell of those parts don’t leave out all the glory, include all the greatest as part of my story

Though an Angels time on earth no more than a breath and she’s gone, eternally those who knew her continue singing her song, knowing at once they had never been wrong what they saw in her eyes was true all along

To the center of the ocean is where I shall be, reclaiming all the elements upon the floor of this sea, and taking back everything once taken from me

When the waves cast a glance and the winds seems to part, know the whisper will be me spoken into your heart, knowing what God has joined together can never be taken apart

That you’ll go where I go, find me in the sound of the rain, you’ll hear it whispering silently the sound of my name remembering when I left but also when I came, knowing all the while our fate is still the same

To the depth of the sea for the remaining of me, all at once forsaken for the journey I am taking, yet knowing all the while it was the path so selected for me

To find my journey ending within the depth of this sea

Austin Rei

 

Reviews

[Banished]

amazing write!
i looked at the length and almost decided not to read it. but it was so captivating and i couldnt stop reading. the flow was perfect and the rhythm was amazing.
i sincerely enjoyed reading this.
fantastic job =]

[Eagle Cruagh]

A wonderful emotion is the finding
of true understanding and the beautiful
shell at the bottom of the sea, but in an
instant it will all change and there will
only be, just you and me.
Sailing is not in finding a foreign shore,
sailing is going before the wind.

I love your story, you have writtne
an ingenious tale about your mind. I find
it entrancing, imaginative perhaps even
rapturous. Thank you !
Rated ---- 100 %
----- Eagle Cruagh

[deeps]

Wow! I like this.
I can feel teh emotion you have put into this.
Very well written. Emitional write, enjoyed