Beached

Beached 11/12/2013

Colors look different underwater

And sounds become muffled and far away

But I have drifted so far

That I can barely see at all.

The sun burns through the sky

Shinning off the waves

And searing my skin

Because I did not pay attention

And was lost in my dreams.

In moments of terror

We think of love

About all that we will miss

And all that must be done. 

But this is how we lose

Because we have failed

To do what we must

Living for a tomorrow

That may never come. 

Dreams are dreams

But I don’t know what they mean

As they remind us

Over and over again

About all that we have missed.

What can anyone do about the past?

Except remember and suffer

But what a folly it is to forget

And drift among the waves.

The debris settle around us

And who can forget the horror

But, oh how quickly we distract ourselves

With nothing. 

The mirror lies to the face

And the face lies to the brain

As we are lost in self pity

Or self-aggrandizement. 

The music in my head

Cannot help me at all

As I suffer the consequences

Of inertia and doubt. 

Second guessing each other

And second guessing ourselves

Always ready to judge

But never ready to act. 

The heavens may smile upon us

Or the wind may carry us away

But what is it, that we will leave?

When we see God.

We can laugh again

On other days

But sometimes

All we need is a touch.

Reminding us that we are here

And that we are loved

Treasured beyond all possessions

And temporary fancy.