Water

Water

 

Illumination in a breadbasket,

and I stole away,

with forever in my hands,

walking away with whiskey.

 

Another gloomy day

at the beach,

a pale reminder,

that there is no satisfaction

in the truth wanting.

 

Still I pour my glass

half full,

and slip off my shoes

to enjoy

the cold sand.

 

I feel buried

up to my knees.

 

And I wish

for sunshine,

a little bit of warmth,

and a hand

to hold,

forever.

 

Just looking

at the waves crash,

I am reminded

that patience,

comes in

churning waters.