Pulled

Pulled

A Poem by Foxemerald

Pulled


Like an effortless wave you ride upon you, don’t even need

To swim. And something pulls you to the, other end. You hear the people calling from the,

Land beneath. The rushing of the sea, crying from the echoed wind which carries the,

World you breathe; but, no matter what you hear or what you see, the touch

Of the wave at your fingertips, electrifies the spirit inside, and

You feel another kind of need, as you are pulled out

Further into sea, and into the heart, mind and soul of

God



© 2020 Foxemerald


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Foxemerald
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