The fallen log

I am a fallen log in the backwaters of memory

Slowly floating to the ocean by waves of time

I try to swim but my hands fail

Feeling coldness all around

I drown in the tears of yesterdays

Did someone notice? I wonder

I wait,

An infinite wait

A hand to pull me back

Strong arms that will rescue me.

 

 

 

Location: The back waters of Cherai.

Done