Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Revival

You sank beneath the waters of oblivion
Eyes closed, face pale
I saw you through the murky swirling
Your still form stirring dirt into a faint trail
I reached out to you but you slipped away
I called out but you could not hear
So I stretched out into the current of forgotten things
Holding back my silent fear

I tried to pull you out but the river was molten metal
It held on and dragged you down
Your half-familiar face began to disappear
Creased in a slight, distant frown.
No, it shall not be, I said
I put all my strength into it
Slowly but surely the liquid tendrils slid off
You surfaced bit by bit

Then you were on the bank, dripping wet but safe
I shook you and begged you to awake
You had been underwater for so long
I was afraid it was more than you could take.
But then you coughed, spitting water from your cold lips
And you opened your eyes at last
Eyes that brightened, ready to take on the future
You're not going to live in the past.