Fear

Unfurled are my sails
Upon a sea of unknowing 
Wind of change guiding me
On a ship called “Fear"

The gentle tap...tap...tap
Of water from moisture ridden sails
Falls upon teak, underhand
Steering me from peace of mind

Trials and tribulations before me
Waves on a great expanse 
Pound against my consciousness 
Reminding me of mortality

Hope is a distant horizon 
Parabola, near the setting sun
Adrift on an unlikely road
Where water meets the sky

Naked in this state of being
Stripped of all acquiesced
Still searching for reason
I succumb to faithlessness

-JJR 3/22/17

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