The restless river begins its churns
tossing me from current to current
the waves are loud
its questions nattering away at me
i am lost in this endless sea
i cry out to an eternal sky, still and distant from my panic
save me from this sea!
It stays quiet in its watching
and offers no paddle boat to safety
although i sense its softness
i am battling with the waves to reach it
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- Owlskeyes
- I'm on an adventure, this is sure. Yet everyday, I remain unsure of where the currents of the river of this adventure might take me. I can only hope to be with the moments as they approach and with fluidity move through me in the osmosis of the afterbirth of whichever new direction has been brought with the winds of time. Some days I'm sure I am looking for myself only to loose myself on purpose, but I'd rather be anything other than a person who knows no familiarity when they see parts of themselves within a mirror. And so, I think, I see, I feal, I hear, I be.
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