Partial Return
I see her ahead of me, legs dangling above those states
separated,
Toes not fully immersed, their presence
Only grazing the surface of the iciness.
And the waves crash softly and it should be peace
but her other leg is still in the seas across the world
And she would be fine
If she could hear whispers other than the water
reminding her,
from the barely visible yet tempting shore,
You found it.
You cannot find it.
I see her ahead of me, legs dangling above those states
separated,
Toes not fully immersed, their presence
Only grazing the surface of the iciness.
And the waves crash softly and it should be peace
but her other leg is still in the seas across the world
And she would be fine
If she could hear whispers other than the water
reminding her,
from the barely visible yet tempting shore,
You found it.
You cannot find it.