Have the tides changed so rapidly,
pushing against the shores beneath calm waters
as the ebe of life draws to and fro
that one cannot dream without risk of drowning
fighting against every motion, every inaction
wondering if passion will lead to surrender
or if the serenity merely represents acceptance.
I do not care to know,
to fight against a nature so fluid.
It is not a way I care to preserve,
not a struggle that will keep me afloat.
I do not fear, nor do I surrender.
The way my life will drift, I will not control.
No one will tell me, to navigate within safe waters
for I am sailing by myself, with no route home.
Last 5 posts in Coffee - Volume Two
- Daily Poetry - July 15th, 2008
- The Sword and the Stone - July 10th, 2008
- The essence of dreams forgotten - June 22nd, 2008
- Heaven's Light - June 22nd, 2008
- Tin Heart - June 19th, 2008
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