I’m Comfortable in my bubble
Safe keeping hems me in
Water tight, untouched
Feelings hidden
Edges circled in, secure
I need not know
I need not respond
Guarded from the outside
Keep me enveloped, compressed
It’s where I feel at home, unaffected
I swim in my invulnerable fortress
A fort structured inwardly, intact
Suddenly…the winds endeavour to intrude
The rain reigned heavy upon my surround
Curled, now, I’m crouching
My bubble envisions my abduction
Pop!
The world seized me
Capturing my freedom within
Where shall I crawl to withdrawn, again?
How shall I exit, exposed?
Feelings capture my thoughts to think
Thinking charms entrances of my sensitivities
Sensation traces, appealing to pursue, persuade
I am unveiled, naked, revealed
Influenced by life to live
Salwa Samra © 2016
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Salwa Samra
Salwa Samra is a New Zealand-born, Australian Lebanese author, poet, cultural critic & investigative researcher, anchored in a Christian biblical worldview, shaped by a profound reverence for poetry, history, philosophy and relevance.
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