The Rememberings

I then walked across the ocean.
Eased my way through waves and motion.

A gait sloshing down to sand,
Until I reached another land.

I sat down on a rock of will,
With one smiling there and still.

This one held sand, ‘bove on falling grains,
From fingers curved in disdain.

This one sure reminded me,
Of a friend I longed to see.

A great friend who cast me away,
For reasons that I couldn’t say.

I found it on this distant shore.
A thought that shook me to the core.

I found out that I was the cause.
The heaviest and last of straws.

I found that this long-lost friend,
Preferred not to, see me again.

My allegiance to the deep,
The ocean and all that it keeps,

Has brought me peace and made me free,
And placed me far away from thee.

Have I lost all I’ve done this for?
That question shakes me to the core.