Under the placid cerulean sky
Through flecks of light passing through the branches dancing of trees
flickering light illuminating
The turbulence inside of me
A cool breeze passes over
My chilled demeanor as I contemplate what is to be
I should be content but
This contempt is permeating
My being
I am seeing the beauty surrounding me
But the ugliness inside
Is a rising tide
Pulling me down slowly
As my soul floats with buoyancy
And I am currently
Swept in a current
Hoping this deterrent
Will not succumb me to the shelf of the sea
As I peer through the surface of the shimmering waters
Seeing the sky so near
I am filled with hope
But held by fear