Morning Hues

I've heard you've lost
Your head in the clouds.

I heard you cannot speak
Out loud.

I heard you fell
From outer space.

I heard the Earth
Quiver and shake.

But if I were sent
To the edge of this world
I'd just dive off
And never swim back..

The Lost Traveller

I sent a kite into the air,
It would be my warning sign.

Rushing waves and rapids flow beneath the cliff...
From afar I run

This is the dive.
The escape.
The goodbye.
Off of your island
I must swim back to mine.

Nature Toned Soul

Green and drifting,
Your branches reached and rotted.

Sifting, drifting
Your cloud expanding and filling.

Swaying arms to swim,
Your aspiration is the sun.

Swimming in mid daylight,
You found the rays that guide you.

Climbing, falling no more parachutes,
Land among the branch you evolved from.

The wind spiralled into dust.
But here your oasis has been found.

Surfing Underwater

I battered the feelings away,
in a soil beneath my brain.

Ignored, lost, unable to regain consciousness.

The surface brings waves which throw me under,
I can't find a reason, to float. To swim.
To stay atop.

Beneath is where you'll find my treasure.

But who would be willing to dig, to dive?

Immersed

I dove down 

To the end of the sea. 

I sailed across 

The surface of the world. 

I promised myself the search I have lost myself in

Will be worth it all.