Closer To Fine

When you see me sailing my boat on a stormy water during a stormy weather, that means I am closer to fine. When you see me walking calmly in the middle of a street, so busy, that means I am closer to fine. I am closer to fine like a ship that almost came into sinking. I am closer to fine like an ambler almost hit by a car raging. I am closer to fine like a tree almost struck by a lightning. I am closer to fine like a heart almost pierced by a bullet speeding. I am closer to fine like a vein almost ripped by a blade slashing. I'm closer to fine. When the storms of yesterday almost blow my hope for tomorrow and the sun hides behind the clouds below, I'm closer to fine. When the shadow of darkness eclipses the sunshine and the light of new morning is difficult to find, I'm closer to fine. For I must breath my life ahead even if I am half-dead, I must be closer to fine. I must fight my war without blinking even if I'm profusely bleeding, I must be closer to fine. February 22, 2023 Closer To Fine Poetry Contest (10th place) Sponsored By: Kai Michael Neumann