Do you ever encounter moments in your life
When you suddenly stop in motion
Regrettably notice that you float upon a flimsy raft
Swaying in the middle of the vast blue ocean
You are kinda
Sorta
Practically
Lost
Though it doesn't matter
You even forgot why you started to hone your barb
Stormed out with nothing to spare for gear but your garbs
Prolly got tired and sick of the reek of mediocrity
And the major bore that is your comfort zone
Home
Is what you left behind
Or what you left seeking
Or
Thought you were
See, a point is easily lost on a plane
When you don't care where it lies
Amid the haziness of recollections you could only remember
The thrill of resolution pulsing up your spine
The moment you broke your chains and crossed the line
"I'm going places", you explained
"I'm meant to go places", you sustained
And here you are
Somewhere
NowhereRecanting your credo; little birds that boldly jump off the nest for the first time
Can't possibly be aware
Of the concept of "Falling"
Man, grownups make everything sound so hard
You grabbed a hastily scribbled manual when you resolved to depart
That much you could remember as you hold in your trembling hands
A hefty book of regrets and What-Ifs
You wish you could retard to the point where it didn't matter much
Whether you grasped the smudgy footnotes left by an anonymous
Pages seem to waltz to the tempo of the blowing breeze
As you look bewildered about your chattering knees
And the falling shoulders
Of your expectations returning home to your wheezing bosom
So crushed and appalled at fate's inattention
It's all so tediously blue around, they report
The tide is high
The dome is gray
A second is a day
An infinity is a night
The waves they chide
And doom is nigh
Your trembling bones could tell that a storm
Is on the way
Tomorrow, if not today
And all the gear, all the armors you could wear
Won't save you
For the waves will rave you
And leave you bared under the lashes of the sun
Scared and stunned
Trying to adjust the rhythm of your lungs
To the swings of your reaching armsAll alone,
Facing the horrors of the unknown
See, you could row away, disappearing into the shadows
Or let the waves lead you astray into the night
But trust that the space you'd leave behind
Won't stay hollow
For long
The earth will keep turning as you wallow
And the sun and stars
The moon, and the waves
Even Jupinter and Mars
Will live on
Like you never were
Do you ever encounter moments in your life
When you are seized with the grand realization
Of your
Complete
And utter
Insignificance
That you shook to the core in ecstasy upon grasping
The true essence of freedom ?
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