Sometimes,
I feel like a sailboat
rocking out
in choppy seas,
my sails coming so close
I can see those
in the calm underworld.
I wonder why I’m chosen
to weather out the storm
when there’s so much peace
on the other side.
But in the distance
I see the sun
talking to the horizon,
and I know I’m
still here to find
out the words they
exchange.