Language Unknown 

Drifting through the waves,

The sky moving above me,

Trees whispering to one another.

I rock gently as I arrive ashore,

Dry mouthed,

Blistered lips,

Cracked skin.

I fade to white,

Soothed by the water.

My ears prick up,

My flesh is covered in clouds,

Floating towards the warmth.

Gravity lays me down.

Heavy pile of rocks,

My body solidifies.

Wetness around my mouth,

My tounge soaks it up.

Language unknown comforts my soul.

Peace descends upon me and again,

I am drifting through the waves.

© Ro


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