Serenity

I am a sailboat
Gliding on a nearly imperceptible breeze
Across a glassy lake, vast and deep
On a dark night with no stars

The million fishes and other things
Swimming 'round and 'round
I don't feel them, not a ripple
I know they're there, but I nearly don't...

They don't move me, nor I them
And I wonder seriously if I should care
So many unseen things, such goings-on
But I'm happy up here, at least I think...

Sailing along, unmoved alone
Not quite sure just where is home
No sign of shore through moonless night
Nothing here gives cause for fright

Not transfixed on any emotion
Floating upon this private ocean
Am I of this world or encased in glass
Am I experiencing this or letting it slip passed?

I guess I could get out and swim
To act upon a reckless whim
Force myself to participate
But I'm too calm, and besides it's late...

I'm often trapped in this uncertainty
Paralyzed within my cocooning serenity
This immaculate balance between water and sky
Enrapturing my soul, but dulling my eye

At last guilt compels me to look over the side
But instead of my reflection I see only life untried

Author's Note

This one feels a little more finished than my usual stuff on here, but yet it has this weird thing where it rhymes more than I intended to. It came naturally to me in that way, it wasn't contrived. I haven't really done a lot of tinkering with this, so it is pretty raw. It's also the first thing I have written "live" on here in awhile. Please feel free to give suggestions on how to make it feel more "finished" and polished, as long as you are fairly certain you know what I am getting at.