QUiETUDE

BEiNG AT THE SEA
iS WHERE i'M FREE.
AN ADAGiO PLAYiNG SOOTHiNGLY.
AT LAST, i CAN SEE
BEHiND THE DEJECTED ME.
iT'S MY PLACE TO BE.
UNTROUBLED, AS BREEZiNGLY
THE BiTTER FEE,
WHiCH i MYSELF PUT ON ME, CONSTANTLY,
WiLL BE BLOWN AWAY - FiNALLY.
GAZiNG UNBLiNKiNGLY,
SHADES OF BLUE, COLOURFULLY
CALMiNGLY, THAT i ViRTUALLY
FORFEiT MY SORROWS, KNOWiNGLY
NOT ALL OF THEM AND NOT FOREVER, BUT SEE
SUPPORTED BY THE SEA
MY SOUL CAN HEAL, WiLL BE FREE,
AS iT SHOULD BE.