Salt Water
Salt Water
...a frightening cure.
Tears launch me into
that ocean called feeling,
my emotions like waves
threatening to subsume me
in their salty waters.
No sooner am I castaway,
adrift in my tears,
and fearful of everything
swimming down below,
then I begin to look for dry land
rising out of the depths.
Like the fisherman of yore,
I set out on a turbulent sea,
then reel myself back in before
I become too heavy and sink
in a salt water grave.
I suppose I've always done my share of crying, especially when there's no other way to contain my feelings. I know that men ain't supposed to cry, but I think that's wrong. Crying's always been a way for me to get things out which are buried deep, deep down. When I sing, I often cry. Crying is feeling, and feeling is being human. Oh yes, I cry.
~ Ray Charles
