A Poem
The thrumming begins low;
Melodic and long.
It rises deep within;
Until its harmony vibrates my skin.
Who will hear my harmonic cries
of longing for love?
Who will receive this invitation;
This blue whale’s song?
I wait in the cold darkness.
Can you hear the sound of my heart?
And dream of a tender response.
Are you there, my partner, my love?
Over the many miles,
I keep calling.
Looking and searching
For the one, my beloved.
Tho’ the years have grown long.
The silence, nearly unbearable.
But still, I hum,
Resolute in hopefulness.
I stop determined.
Drop low into the sea and sing.
The sound, deep and rhythmic,
My song. As I call my love to me.
Kerry Kerr McAvoy, a psychologist, author and writer, is in cultivating healthy relationships, deconstructing narcissism, and understanding various other mental health-related issues.
