The deep darkies are a cloud rolling in
Over my blue sky and my beautiful sunshine
Im usually so blissful... but today...
My sun did not rise
My blue skies are grey and cold
Slowly turning into black
My heart pounding just like my achin head
A metaphoric spiritual heart attack
There's no paramedic, doctor or medicine
That can treat my crumbling heart
Dreams are dim and out of sight
Memories are tearing me apart
But sunshine promises to check in on me
Not gone just out of reach
Maybe I'll see my sunshine setting low
On my warm oceans, kissing a white, sandy beach
Sea glass glowing like a star
With a peaceful easy breeze
Woke with my boat pointing so upstream
Need to find the path of relief and ease
Take my paddles from the water
Set them on the floor down at my side
Close my eyes, heave a great deep sigh
And let the stream provide the ride
Be aware and give my thanks
With every single thump that my heart beats
Love lines the banks, reminding me
Going downstream is where we'll meet
There no other way, I know for sure
Upstream is never a good way
It'll have it's way with me no matter what
Look for the drift without delay
Tears salt my lips, I taste it, but I
Give thanks for every single one
That I know this too shall pass from me
Temporarily I've come undone
My day will be full of sifting and
sorting
Through contrast defined my me
Til my streams mouth opens up and sets me off
To lazily cruise upon my seas....
N. S. D.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem