Poem: Lost at Sea

Lost in the eyes of the sea.

Searching for something that only few can see.

The feeling that everything will be okay.

That everything is free.

The storm is raging in the eyes of the beholder.

Living in the dreams of elder.

The waves are pushing us further out.

That we no longer can see the land.

Yet I am not worried.

I am not scared.

This was all in the plan, one that I never could see.

I know this could be the end, but my peace has finally made land.

The water is getting above our heads, yet I lost my breath awhile back.

This is a disaster I have dream, but not the nightmare I envision.

This is what it feels like to be love.

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