Water.

Have you looked out there lately
Understood the waves that
Carry us in questioning greatly
Our options for safe passage.

Tranquil waters now disrupt
Our easy days with questions,
How simply they corrupt
Our determination to be busy.

I stretch out an uncertain finger
And toe to feel or grasp a cool
Release. Attempting to linger
Long enough to change.

The temperature is different now
Much more luke warm
Than I had hoped. And how
Did I not see that coming.

Once we set out upon your
Water with all its promise
Held up in waves. My oar
Now dips no longer.

James PoulterComment