Ocean Currents Carry Me Down To Peace Island

That orange haze

Hanging over the sky

The sun blending in with the clouds

The warm breezes flow through my soul

And I smell the beautiful sea salt

Burning my lips

All the water in the world

But not a drop to drink

But i'm fine

I'm on my way to peace

 

Close to the edge

Close to the horizon

Close to God

 

The Ocean currents carry me down

To peace island

And i'm adrift on an ocean of content

As I look into the sun I see the truth

The truth of God

My boat lands on shore

And my existence blends in

With the greenery of the forest jungle

 

Close to God

Close to the End

Close to the Truth

 

 

Reviews

[gabiaimee]

Very interesting symbolism and metaphors. Says exactly what is happening, indirectly of course, as poetry should. The "Close to..." repetition is nice as well, providing some form to it.