by Victoria Edwards
I sink into the sand alone and cold underneath the silent starry sky.
I waited desperately to hear a word from them.
But time grows slow with the emits of despair.
Alas, the weary stars will not speak to me, as I follow an uncertain
Path that lies before me. I wish I could have asked my last faithful plea, as I fall
Deeper in the cold unforgiving unknown.
I should have known this day would come, as I sink ever farther into the ground.
I could hear peaceful sounds of waves coming closer to grasp ahold of me,
To save me from what is to come.
I follow its kind relaxing voice showing me where to go.
With a weary uncertainty, I closed my eyes and listened.
I followed their words of hope and found myself above the sand
Not sinking into despair.
From a kindness that saved me from a terrible mistake, I now walk with open eyes.
I found myself looking up at the starry sky once again, smiling with a mist of joy.
Finally hearing them speak for the very first time.