An Island in the waves of despair

The druzy quartz

The netsuke

The meditation bowl

The bandaid

The samurai sword

and the anchor.

She pulls me back 

into myself,

the fire of retaliation burning in her eyes

she accuses me of name calling

reveals to me the errors in my thinking.

Pulls me back

into my body.

The preachers son

The cave dweller

The katana wielder

The worm in the mud

The child of the dragon empress

The light in the machine

The pink emoji bandaid.

No one knows the meaning of these things

and yet…

An Island in the waves of despair

you offer me your hand

and here we sit in silent knowing.