It's A Beautiful Dawn

By Sandie Angel

I fell a few days ago.
Like rocks,
your words tumbled on my head
and hit me�wounding me.

You stripped me naked, then,
painfully you sewed a label on my back.
But Customs said I was misrepresented
by your label, and would not let me through the door.
I was of �no use to anyone,� they said.

Yet your careless stoning of words
built larger and deeper and came faster at me.
You�d even tied those words of anger
to my waist and weighted me down,
and you threw me to the ocean to drown.

As I lay there at the ocean bottom,
waiting for my death, the other "me" arrived.
She said I shouldn�t just lie there
that I should free myself, untie myself
from those cruel words of yours and be free.

Life is worth living -
there is still so much for me to do.
And so, I untied your words of stone
left them at the bottom of the sea,
and swam to shore.

Blue sky and green meadows greeted me.
Trees swayed and danced.
They welcomed my two selves
and helped me to reconcile the past.
Birds flew by and sang to the rhythm of the waves.

The fishermen who were out to sea that day,
tried to catch rainbows there for me,
while yonder, above the blue of the horizon,
came the Sun shining just for me.
�It�s a beautiful dawn!� I said.

Copyright � Sandie Angel
June 18, 2003

ISBN 0-9689957-2-1

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