If sirens couldn't conquer..

Apr 01, 2007 01:25

  Tonight I learn of earthquakes, tonight I learn of tidal waves, and the extent of tridents and nyiads. I learn that as what once was the planks become water flowing over my feet, I am afraid. As a child I conquered great sea beasts upon the seashores with driftwood swords, staring upon small serpents and fish with fearlessness. Now, as my knees buckle beneath me, I fear the rocks, I fear the very waves throwing our boat below leagues of black water. Bravery is so easy when mother's embrace would soothe battlescars for getting too close to what you never knew. Now, miles away from land, I feel alone, I feel isolated -- I feel mortally wounded.
   I look over in disbelief as you lie on deck, unaffected by the great storm, sleeping like a child. As I scream and fear salty water claiming my body to its very heart, you sleep. I am humiliated, I am disillusioned -- am I imagining this? Do I imagine black clouds, the pelting rain? Do I exaggerate oceans for mere droplets? I run over in fear, I shake you awake as if my very life depends on it. I never said I wanted to die, I never said I wanted to be crushed as I in vain clutch at the remains of our mast. 
  You awaken as if from a dream, and you tell me it's fine. You speak as if you can calm storms with your very breath, that I shouldn't be afraid, because you're with me. Suddenly, your sleeping doesnt feel so perilous. Im embarrassed for being so scared as another wave washes over me. I love you, and I am not afraid. I will see other days.. if what dwells within me can conquer my very heart, can conquer death in itself, it can easily handle some wind and rain. I am not afraid to die, for you are here.
   And with that realization, I drop anchor into darkened depths. 
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