Summer is here
Fresh warm humid air
Can hear the sounds
             Of fans
Summer day
        Came again

Staring out from my porch
I can feel the breeze
From the fan touching my skin
I wish words that are spoken
Is done without hurting feelings
Breezy feeling chills come
Thinking about past event
Beneath this surface
I will rise above turmoil
Breezy feeling
Emotions rise
Silence in the air
Serenity is near
Voices sometimes
Are not clear
Raging waters
Tide goes in and out
Beneath this surface
I will rise
And be wise
Breezy feeling

perhaps it isn’t right
but i needed God not in hindsight
nor footprints in the sand
I simply needed your hand

Emergency
and
Helping hand
You
Need
My
Help
For
My
Emergency
And
Helping hand
You
Literally
Present
To
Watch
My
Trepidation
                       - Amisha priya