What is it like to be still?

Floating in the ocean, completely surrendered to the hues of blue that is the ocean and sky - blending into the horizon.

My head tilts back into the depths of the sea, and my ears are muffled into the water.

Silence.

My eyes look up into the vast, cloudless sky.

I don't hear anything and I don't see anything.

I feel everything.

You are a melody.
Melancholic.
Mysterious.
Masked.
A master of words.

Sometimes I wonder…

What worlds have you seen?
What worlds have you known?
What has broken you?
What dreams would you tear your soul for?

What life would you desire...
If
You could have the world?
Has anyone asked you that?

But...

You’re in space
But not really.
Reaching for the unknown…
Higher and higher
And higher you go…

You have a destination.
You are determined.

But.
You.
Are.
Floating.
Kind of don’t know where you’re going.

"Can i be carefree?
Is it okay to be lost?"

Just.
Close your eyes.
Feel the air.
Around you.
You’re on cloud 9.
Spinning
Whirling.

STOP.

You start falling.
Down.
Into the dangerous depths of
Your own demise.

But...

The thing is...
This time,
YOU can stop it.
And you do.

Smoke floats away like a lovers touch
One to fade, one to clutch
Exhale the roses inhale the flames
Under touch the beast tames
Reaching for comfort
Gasping for air
At peace
Soothing
Fire

I’m floating,
Just adrift in feeling,
Not fully one thing or another.
Except when I’m with you.
I get filled up with brightness,
So much, it overflows.
Spills out of me,
And  tries to fill the room.

Detached;
My strings have detached
Like the vowels and constants I speak detached.
I watch the world
Through eyes not of mine
And live in a body
Living a life that doesn’t feel mine.
My chest feels empty
And my tone sounds vacant.
I am floating
Further from conscious
With no one to ground me
Everything seems not to be mine
To feel to touch
No matter how much I try.
For it merely feels like mist
Through which I pass my hand through.