My back shivers as if tormented
by the seat frozen in time
The place i thought will be an asylum betrayed me; caused me to rime
i am a refugee in this place
but so then i thought
lest be trapped
i threw myself here
and just so i thought
i cringed to the truth being laid
there are still clutters i wish to fade
Jaded
i thought it will save me
Raided
taken aback; left me
crushed my bones
lifted me to the atmosphere
dumped me to the lowest point there could ever be
now what grace is not:
crushed body dumped on an ice field
expecting a boat man to save me to live
but this is grace:
You are left all alone
in the middle of the night stuck on an ice floe
floating at the center of whale sharks’ pall
know not when to move, nobody to call
Only way to be saved is upward
albeit the truth that it’s you who crushed you
he who sails you upward is able
able to tame the whale sharks that surround you
willing to restore the silver storm inside you8/25/15
8:58AM
