She was swimming
in a sea of languages
words crashed over her
in waves
yet she couldn’t understand them
she only spoke in one tongue
These expressions were foreign to her
they swirled around her deafeningly
She just wanted them to stop, to shut up
for more than just a fleeting moment
so that she could her herself think
This surging, swelling tide of Words
rolled over her, leaving her struggling
for breath
and to remain afloat
Just as she was sure she would be swept away
and pulled under
There was a lull
and she could hear his voice on the wind,
softly singing “You are My Sunshine”
and she found the strength
to swim back to shore
once more
~Melanie Thomason
01/19/2020
Beautiful!
Thank you 🙂
Quite Welcome!
I love it. It’s beautiful.
I’m so glad 🙂
We need the right words to come “home”, to be grounded again. This is wonderful, Melanie.
Thank you so much, Mish 🙂
You reminded me of when I was in Italy once – in a huge community swimming pool – a mix of tourist languages… not may of my own.
I only went once as it seemed it was so crowded that one couldn’t swim. I think folks were just their to cool off because at the time there was a heat wave going on.
I imagine it was an interesting experience!