Playing: Sea of the Edge, by The Bright Light Social Hour
There exists a horizon sitting so far away—
I can't help but wonder what's at the edge of the sea.
Curiosity gets me into the water.
Underneath the surface lies the painful truth—
Will I sink or will I swim?
I know the risk
But to me, the horizon presents so beautifully from afar.
And I must make it there to see
What lies at the edge of the sea.
A heart so broken—
Yet, the risk that lies ahead could never compare.
I swim forth.
Mother Nature works its constant forces;
All odds have been set against this journey.
This ocean so full of sin.
Yet I keep swimming.
I pause at times
To witness the horizon yet so far in the distance
Shining a little brighter.
Hope keeps me afloat.
I accept all risk.
I put myself here.
This ocean is heavy,
But I feel its slight submission.
It teases submission,
But will it allow itself to be tamed?
I need to keep reminded—is this truly worth it?
Stroke, by weighted stroke
I allow myself to continue.
The depths below, deeper.
A microscopic dot
Within this infinite ocean.
A single thought,
I remain floating with the currents—
I can't help but truly wonder what's sitting for me
Waiting for me
Beautifully
Possibly
At the edge of the sea.
One thought lingers...
Will what waits for me be what I want it to be
Or just a distant fading memory?