Deeper Seas
Emerged naked
Skin renewed from
Oil and water;
Lungs stronger
From the disaster.
You see, after
The ticking clock stops
And the heart
Is the only beat
Left to keep the rhythm
You place your hand
On your chest to
Count the breaths.
I’m alive and
It’s so quiet.
Inside the darkness
Of my closed lids
Becomes the ebbing
Vanishing of the dimness
And I am Witness
To the return.
Back to the dimension
I have leapt
Into the silence of
My home and it
Became apparent
I could be present
Simultaneously
Separately
Same space
Same spirit
I have become
Accustomed to
The denseness
No longer defensive
Or controlling and desperate
I am flying above cages
Where I have disengaged
The rage into peace;
So much calmer
Just be and so I
Scan the world
With accuracy
Heightened senses
Deeper seas
I am a castle
Solitary stone
Formed and intricate
Floating above the fog
Candles light my
Cold hallways as I
Speak to the colors
Rainbow Mother
This is where
Acceptance meets
It’s own face and
I have become
Light and War
Seeker and Seer
Otherkin and Friend
Lover and Sky Whispers
Vennie Kocsis is the best-selling author of Cult Child and the hostess of Survivor Voices Show and her live Sunday broadcast Off the Cuff. She is an advocate, poet and artist.
venniekocsis.com 