Long Beach, Clayoquot Sound
where my soul was asleep,
but there was perceived security,
or making a huge leap into the unknown,
where nothing was known or secure,
but living the life of my dreams.
And I knew I couldn't live
without a dream.
So I gathered up all my courage
and possessions,
made the gigantic, trusting leap,
and my soul came alive
and flew!
Wow! Thirteen lines. I didn't count them till after I wrote the poem, for Verse First, at Poets United, where Kim has challenged us to write a poem in an authentic voice, in less than thirteen lines. Well, I could juggle a phrase to make it twelve, but am so freaked out by it being exactly thirteen I think I will leave it as is.
