In the recesses of my mind I go on a journey of colorful tragedies,
With memories of yesteryear plaguing the rivets in my mind.
Pushing me into a frenzy of whirling winds and tumultuous seas.
An ocean of sorrow drowning me in waves of deceit.
As I pull towards the surface consumed by the pains that may break on the morrow,
I see the blue light calling me above the roar of the dying sea,
Lifting me to a realm of feather like sweetness,
Overtaking my soul in a blaze of fire to soar on the breeze of a vision
Held so clear within me.