One of the poems chosen for the book.

I awoke one day to find
a cryptic lie had seized my mind.
I awoke one day to see
illusions claiming I was free.
I awoke one day to feel
the seven deadly, putrid seals.
I awoke one day to think
how near my soul came to the brink.
I awoke one day to do
what pride had begged me never to.
I awoke one day to dare
reject the darkened powers of air.
I awoke one day to know
the true … “above is so below”.
I awoke one day to stand
among the few meek of the land.
From The Ocean’s Made For Swimming Copyright © 2021 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
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