Sunday, 20 May 2007

Riding the Wave of Bipolar

Riding the wave
Sun brilliant overhead
Salty blast, fresh and free
Glance down to the ocean floor below
Treacherous descent
Turmoil, which way is up
Unable to breathe
Spat out onto the reef, bruised and broken
Ready to ride again.

5 comments:

Laura T said...

I thought you said you couldn't write poetry! :)

Philip Britton said...

Sounds like a great day at the beach!
Is there anything more beautiful than the perfect wave?

JOe said...

Exciting, but very scary at the same time.

Anonymous said...

I can see that book forming as a I read.

Suz x

Jill said...

At least we know the book will have a happy ending. Rev 21 'And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."

NAVIGATING LIFE AS A CHRISTIAN WITH BIPOLAR AFFECTIVE DISORDER