Washing Away

Life, before my eyes,
has been washing away.
The vast ocean takes
what I took for granted.
The vast ocean makes
me stay in my place.
On the edge of the beach,
I feel water beneath me.
I look ahead and I see
life, before my eyes,
washing away. Nothing is
here to stay. Life comes.
It goes before the water
hits my toes – all the same.
Many have washed away
after dancing in the rain.
After all, I can’t complain;
We all endure some pain
inside the same hurricane.

Beneath the Sea

Sailors, fish, and ships
dance and sing beneath
the sea. All that sunk
now resides beside
a rushing tide. Far
beneath the sea.
Sailors, fish, and ships
have ended their trips.
Many have been put
to rest after completing
their quest. Life roams
free beneath the sea.
We cannot see beyond
the reef. Sailors, fish,
and ships are at ease
beneath the sea.

The Sky Might Fall

If the sky falls, can I catch
bits and pieces of the sky
crashing my way? The sky
might fall and I will not
be outside to see it happen.
Some will be laughing.
Some will be crying.
I’ll be doing both of those.
There’s no way to follow
rules when the sky decides
it’s time. I will not know
when it will fall; that’s fine
by me. For now, I continue
to see a blue sky above me.