Dense darky clouds of steam
are blurring my sight.
The valve is closed.
Impredictible thoughts
are crossing my arid desert
Explosive feelings
are looking for relief.

Where's the oasis
in this uncomfortable heat?
I need to open my veiled view,
to nourish my dried soul
with green, azure, yellow and red,
to be one with nature's features,
to dive in calm waters,
to feel the vitality of sun power,
to admire the beauty of a flower.
I need to smell new fragrances
and to feed my arid brain,
to cure with serene hues
my heart's dissonances
and transform it in fertile terrain.

High pressure discourages me.
Negatively charged clouds
overshadow
every rising light in me.
My tormented emotions
are now a terrible explosion
My sight is blurred
my limbs are trembling
my heart jumps madly
making me feel badly.

Finally
a caressing hand, a soothing voice
some uplifting words in this noise
a simple human touch
and suddenly the curtains fall
Here the longed-for oasis, my withdrawal
My desert is kissed by your loving sun
watered by your caring attention
nourished from the calm green of your nature
and blessed from your heart's red beauty

Calmness lies like fresh dew
my terrain is fertile anew
to receive and to give
Love

Patrick ramsey