Epiphany
Poetry by Melissa Mercado KamaWaves of change
I feel a change in the wind,
the current pulling the low tide in
and I will be swept along with the waves.
No anchor can keep me at bay,
nor do I want to stay ashore.
The sand and water feels invigorating.
Its beauty always mesmerised me,
but the cold wind never called me in.
Now I wonder if ever land will be the same.
Melissa Mercado Kama © 2009
