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Winter of Discontentment

This cold, freezing temperature has me frozen solid unable to move, to distinguish what is solid and what is flowing water.

This ache in my belly; this unfamiliarity has me stuck as waves of biting cold lull me into a deep sleep, sort of like a coma that I seem unable to wake from.

The the claws of fatigue drag me into an unproductive stupor; a kind of holding place before I am swept out into the open sea.

Out into the middle of the sea, the frigid water take my strength away as wave upon wave crash onto me. I hold tight to as the hammering continue.

In a bewildered state I see familiar faces and words that I reach and try to grab a hold of which has held me to the bottom of the sea and given me a sense of inner security.

My arms start to flail as find a rhythm that will keep me afloat.

One long deep breath and I am swimming across the surface of the sea.

Days I drift until shore seems approachable.

Nearing the shoreline I see people wave; two males swim out and greet me.

I lay limp as they drape a life vest around me and pull me to shore.

On solid ground I open my eyes to the bright sunshine; to the winds brushing across my cheeks; to the smiles and laughter that greet me; to the arms that embrace me; to the love surrounding me; to the open waters that have cleansed me.

I turn and take one last look at the vast waters that I have just emerged from.

A smile crosses my  lips; a copper glow emits from my skin…

My insides have been emptied into the depths of the vast sea.

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