Sea Shore
by Jane Chakravarthy
www.janechakravarthy.com
Art by Ashley Foreman
http://www.artslant.com/global/artists/show/9161-ashely-foreman?loc=sf
http://www.myspace.com/tripart
An eye for an eye, in the circle on the sand,
my dreams like the waves cast away,
the house I built, the bricks I laid, the stones I collected,
and time that I gave,
all gone
the stars that saw, the birds that flew, across my window
of life then, but from that clouded mind, I grew,
it was not, just a dream, but a catalyst to form,
one to nourish with the stars as my guide
I embraced their protection, their guiding calm
their coldness infectious, I hold them in my arms
upon the shore I walk,
the water, warm, sweeping against my skin,
soft, firm, cold and gritty
but now, I won't fall in
no cleansing is needed,
I hold the salt in my skin
my fingertips are soft, and my heart is still beating
upon the shore I sometimes see
the remains of my old house,
decayed and almost forgotten,
still, the blood runs through my veins
from the stars, the birds, the window of my learning,
I learned to leave behind, not yearning
any more, for what doesn't offer solace
yet a distance of heart and mind
a memory I have and a life I live,
the colours on my palette, and the love that I gave
my heart is on my sleeve,tattered and torn
the tears I let free from my eyes
I don't mourn them
any more
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