I Stand
by Emma Lee DownsI stand at the shore of a vast Ocean
of voices,
crashing, booming, moving like waves,And I wonder why
some long for the Ocean
when it is all around us.Perhaps they fear they will drown
if they do not cautiously approach it,
For many a sacred thing,
Has been lost to the unforgiving sea.Perhaps, that is why I feel lost--
Afraid the waves will never take me home…
Or to a place that feels like home…Afraid the waves will swallow me up,
And before my voice is heard,
Will be swept away by the ebbing tide.I stand at the shore of a vast Ocean,
Of voices,
Yelling, screaming, squawking like seagulls,
And after letting my tears fall into the waves,
I turn away;Away from the faces and voices,
That are so foreign to me now,
I cannot remember their names.And before I journey into the desert,
Set aside for broken promises and lonely souls,
I cannot help but wonder,
Why some long for the Ocean,
When it leaves you stranded in the end.