High Current

a poem by Elaine E. Howie

I walked down to the edge of the ocean where the sand and the water meet,
yes I did go in I even splashed my feet.
I needed to feel something other then what I was feeling,
I needed to be distracted from life’s many broken dreams,
and the currents were higher it seems.

I walked until the sun started to set
and I noticed a bird swoop down
and in his mouth he carried a rat.
It gave me room for pause for I remember my rises and my falls.

There was a small but steady wind that blew right off the ocean
and I remember saying the currents are higher tonight.
I did not want to give up by betraying my plight.
I sat on a little off gully and watched
as the moon so easily sat on the water top.
I was coming to realize that life never stops.

Yes, tomorrow would surely come for someone again.
Just then it started in my head to rain.
The tears fell softly and silently I bowed my head
and I thank god that I was not dead.

I shook myself from my pitying mood
and soon I could believe that I could catch that tomorrow, that next sunset.
But I did feel that the current was high.
I just did not know if it was for me and if so why?

I finally walked to my car with a little pep in my step.
I drove home and cooked a steak potatoes and had a nice garden salad.
A friend called to say we should do something,
and I came to the awareness that the reason why,
the current was so high is
that I had a few hours ago wanted so very much to die.

So you see life never explains it’s suffering are it’s pain,
but it remains for someone if not you the who?
And for it what would you do?
I am very happy that I had the chance to reflect and death to reject.
Because I am a person again with a life with love ones and friends,
and now I know they would have missed me dearly in
the end.