I can hear the waves crashing below
and the gulls calling from way up high.
At the right time of the day,
I can't tell where the ocean meets the sky.
They become one with each other
as their beautiful blues find one another.
The fish are able to fly.
The birds are able to swim.
Why can't I?
I'm standing here on the cliff.
The land that is unable
to merge with the sky and sea.
I scream out in frustration.
How come I am left behind?
How come I was not given fins?
How come I was not given wings?
I am trapped in limbo.
With feet I cannot soar
in neither water nor air.
I can only peer
into the blue worlds above and below
forever suspended on the strip - the cliff.
posted by Imperfect Angell @ 5:50 PM
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