My Soul Resides Here

Gray waters are bordered by green & brown trees

Flush with pine needles, & bare without leaves.

The clouds shine bright with the sun afar

I sit on this boat smoking my cigar.

To bask in the ocean-that gray ripply abyss

Trudging through the waves I have found my bliss.

Yet ambivalence about childhood & adulthood abide

The pulling of dependency, strength & pride.

Life outside this seems so surreal

Like I cannot live truly-I've lost all zeal.

Happiness is forgery, for it's spirit I've forgot

Paralyzed in abeyance, my heart in a knot.

Lost in myself with nothing worthy to give

Numbed from emotions, I've forgotten how to live.

Yet my soul resides here- in the water ripples & clouds

I am distant from concrete, noises, & crowds.

Here is my solitude, reflection, and peace

Ideals, anxiety, and stress have now ceased.

Nature is robust, it's vigor radiates through

And traces in the trees prove historic and true.

Truth intervenes as this creation hits my eye

As surreal as this is - fog lifts to clear sky.