Alone, on the water, I lay.
It’s just me. Nothing to say.
I’ve been drifting all night
and day. I am drifting
out of sight. I’ll be alright.
This water has taken me
and pushed me to be
another man lost at sea.
I’m not lost; I’m just free.
I drift closer to the sun
and I begin to think –
I’m not the only one.
The elevator
is full
of people
who
did
not
take
the
stairs.
But who cares, I don't. Do you?
I take
the
stairs
for
many
reasons.
I like
to run
up
super fast
to beat
The e
l
e
v
a
t
o
r full of people who did
not
take
the
stairs.
I don't
trust them
at all.
I
take
the stairs;
I don't
care
who cares.
Take
the
elevator. Either way,
I'll be at the top
I’ll never forget how to swim.
I’ll never forget this water I’m in.
Drifting away, I lost sight of the shore.
All night and day, I swim some more.
Powerful waves push me around.
I’ll do anything to not sink down.
As a kid, my feet touched the ground.
As an adult, I hear a different sound.
Bobbing up and down, I drift away.
Impossible to be found, I swim all day.
In a matter of years, this water got deeper.
This open water is a natural peace keeper.
I paddle through wakes for my own sake
as I swim to the deep end to meet my fate.
Lost at sea in a hollowed-out tree,
we float out further chasing the light.
Back and fourth, waves hit you and me
as the things we’ve seen leave our sight.
Picking up speed, we push towards tomorrow
hoping that we can make it past,
The effort put in leaves no sorrow
while the time we’re given doesn’t last.
Inch by inch, our speed only goes up
leaving no time to wade in the water.
Now feeling like a half-empty cup,
the sunshine faded but I wasn’t bothered.
I’m in a friend’s ship and I hold on tightly
as we share the same quest.
The storm is here, oh boy, is it frightening
but we sail on through and give it our best.
The friend’s ship rocked day after day
but pushed through the times of struggle.
The ship never sank and I’m here to say
that a friend’s ship saved me from trouble.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 