Time has swirled up, and curled
Around my toes, the water hurled, the cold stream,
Following my vessels, under my skin it flowed
My body afloat.
I wish to float, in silence, in nothingness
Surrendering to the great wide sky above,
Without your touch,
I’m not grounded, I am afloat.
I fly with the rivers of sorrow,
The waters, gently pulling me
To reconcile the pain, from the earth
Straight to the sky.
I’ll be one with the stream,
The cleansing waters, they’ll carry me
Forth, into the unknow,
In hope, that one day
You’ll catch a fish, afloat.
