I throw the memories
Into the ocean,
And hope the dark fathomless waters--
That remain unchanging and yet unpredictable--
Will wash them away
And cleanse my soul of darkness.
Maybe I need to delve into the deepest trench before I find the light.
Maybe I need to be marooned before I find quiet silence.
Maybe I need to toss and turn before I find my sea legs.
Maybe I need to let go before I can hold on.
Maybe I need to kiss the ocean before I can taste the air.
