an angry sea
gathers momentum
seeking out those
who hesitate

as a snake does
in an endless

and bravely I ride
that wave until my
strength is no longer
yet stronger still

the last rays of sun
orm a tapestry of
secrets laced with
private little thoughts

and just like falling
out of love I float
mindlessly and
without direction

wishing the tide would
just sweep me up and
travel somewhere
safe for once but

like a tumbleweed
in a tornado, I too
gather momentum
and become content

allowing myself to
dream again, softly
and with painless
faded scars

and I am falling
I am falling
beneath the
prairie stars...