Whirlpool

Whirlpool

A tale of how I rebirth… Pandemic flourishing like the tsunami I take an exit in my world quietly; Forget about other worlds

Tranquility and alone

A long Pleasantville moment- away from the troubles and the chess game

I stand, lay eyes on the dispersion of water wave rhythmically many small birds gliding through the clear sky jovially

the sun brightens; everything is crystal and sharp

I stand, look at the lake quietly

Beauty grows warmth in me…

Silence…gentle…

…but then the water pulls apart; my heart starts to pound

oh no…the black hole appears

it spins faster and faster

A whirlpool! I am scared now

it swallows me into the whirlpool I wail noooo around, around, around

…dizzy..

Feel like forever

“HELP” I scream

then expel from the whirlpool into the sky.

I lost my flesh; become millions of particles floating in the air I can’t separate myself from them…

I feel everything; know their thoughts, know their next moves… No judgements, no hatred against the humankind

We all are in the apocalypse for a long time

This Pandemic isolates us back in our worlds; return to our selves

Until the Black Lives Matter movement pulls out our ego, our shadow sides…

Reevaluate ourselves… Who are we; who we want to be

to unite all of us… like no separation in the water…

Written by Tamyka Bullen

July 6th, 2020