His spirit is serene
but his mind restless,
a psychotic paradise in his body.
This overlooked haze in the distance
is slowly becoming more foggy.
Days are passing, and he wonders
if the thunder will arise once more.
The bolts of light may awaken him
but will he ever hear the storm roar?
Smooth sailing led by this crazed captain,
his head wild in the sea.
The crashing ocean defeats the wind
and he's never felt more free.