Monday, August 8, 2011


Facing the effeminate, I stand, descrying the taunting nature of the blue,
Yearning to pour myself into the very wave, and reveal the purest my stride can get to.
Floating in its own, in unadorned grandeur, it presented a spiral,
A reflection of a friend, a lesson you’ll learn forever.

A symbol for solution.
A spirit that you can fall back upon.

A vision of everything in entirety.
Maybe you’ll see and laugh, protective you are.

Now the waters seem deep, soon it won’t suffice.
Because the depths of the ocean always lie beyond the tides.