Somewhere beneath the waters
of another dream washing the day off
I slumber through the dark, uncertain night.
What is life but a series
of best guesses, sailors choosing a course
without stars guiding them? We swim,
arms flailing, struggling to keep our heads
above the salty tides pulling us
somewhere – better?
With the sun I’ll break free of this repose,
swim this way – or that
way – guessing at an island paradise
I can almost see beyond the reach
of my freestyle fingers, stretched straight
like they taught me. I’ll keep kicking,
keep moving, keep ahead
of the currents – but for now I rest
my weary legs, my arms.
Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019
Written for the Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge over at Go Do Go Cafe – “beneath the waters”
Often Mumbled Musings 
“Sailors choosing the course” I love this. Thanks for sharing. Also nice to meet another North Carolinian. Love ❤️ J.
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Yay North Carolina! We should take over the world.
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A beautiful place to raise a child and be with family. We have many blessings here in NC.. Certainly lots of things to encourage the writer. I think we tend to find things to inspire where ever we are. Have a great week with your beautiful family. Love Joni
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Love this.
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Pleasant on the surface but with a deep current beneath, I liked this very much!
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You’ve perfectly described me. Thanks!
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Love this one, Philip. Resonate with the effort.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Welcome!
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