The calm before the storm.....

 

I am anxious to see where my thoughts take me...

Anxious to see where I land...

The boat that is overturned, slightly

and lays on a white stretch of sand.

Through the tall trees of Paradise

I can almost grasp a vine

But the earth beneath my feet turns fast

and soon I am running out of time.

Gravity pulls against me,

but I am to remain free to reclaim the life that I was born

And to get others ready

For the calm before the storm.