Open the mind to the sea

                     Open the draft. Unclear are the crashing
waves. Holding still as the water smoothes my bearings
down further.

                     Looking out as far as the radiant blues can
visualize. Water, raging. Warming. Cooling the chills
echoing down throughout my paled soul.

                      Entertaining the softest of smiles.
Careful how I drive the wedge. Holding clear are the
words. Striving deep to fulfill the expectations.

                     Still so much seems distances travelled
less of thousands of days. So far is the memory yet
striking is the visuals. Emptying the time long enough
to carry the wounded knowledge.

                     Shh. I hope inside of whispers. If silent
enough you can hear the decadence inside my hopes.
Oh so simple yet so complex. Exiting the levels that I
have been seen. Oh dare I hold my breath? Dare I
hold onto a fiery memory?

                     Temperament of the flashes. Steady I
am. Holding tightly upon Jehovah's words. A calm
entertains the spirit, cools the mind.

                     A sigh vibrates throughout my lungs and
pulls at my paleness as it exits the blended freckles.

                     Oh clearly the waves are strong, currents
trying to erase all that was there. Do i let it? Ah yes,
a peace overcomes as I close my eyes.

                     Inhaling the beauty of the breeze. A
tugging of copper. Kissing my forehead. I lean back and
say my thanks to Jehovah for the family, the love
given in multitudes. Wrapping, engulfing myself in his
light.