Message in a Bottle

With shaking feet, she stood her ground,
As anxious thoughts tore at her mind.
She wouldn’t back down, not right now,
Not when the sea was there, unbound.

For all that she could do right now,
The only way to ease her mind,
Was hope that her fast-scribbled words
Would reach another shore, somehow.

She’d written down her burning love,
Confessed she had her only sin,
And now, no longer bottled up,
She could entrust it to the sea.

Her message—words of timeless love,
Her messenger—the unknown sea,
Her heart—a spring of blossomed hope,
Her feet—sinking into the sand.

Her trembling fingers touched the words,
Her eager hand sealed them inside
The safest of the ships there was,
A bottle. And a kiss goodbye.

White-crested waves would carry it
To that one shore where it would find
Another beating heart—all hers,
Forever and always: her Love.

– Patricia

Author: dacapoalpoetry

My journey to finding myself began with music, continued with poetry and keeps going with these two blending harmoniously. View all posts by dacapoalpoetry