

Message in a bottle- shells, sand and treasure
A cryptic message in the after life of mid life
Looking back at the legends, we molded with our minds
Hunting for the truths, in the oceans of time
We feel each and every tide, wash across our feet
Taking away the broken shells, leaving us complete
We denounce what we choose to forget
And hide it beneath the seaweed, where
it sleeps, in the deep, recesses, until a storm
blows in and to our eyes it seeps,
It ripples down our face the sea-salts
burn our cheeks
We savor it for awhile, the variety of life
makes us weep
An interlude of pain where there is
nothing we can gain
We shove it in a bottle
and send it back from where it came