For a boat ride we'll go
Nice...slow...steady flow...
Mural water and sky blurred into one flesh
Colors colliding, new sight afresh
Breathe in the still quiet, rejuvenating air
Immersed in creation's presence, no better way to fair
Cool touching water's tide tickling fingers
Can we just stay like this forever, time lingers
Silently slipping under the glassy, powerful surface
Our only focus and concern is just to love our purpose
Swim away into loves grip and never rise up
Taste the water's brushing hands, no need for cup
Now empty boat, launched us into the waters
Though, this story we're living; it is better than any authors
Don't come back up until love has had her fill
Purest delight and deepest passions, never to be a dismal drill
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. Aspiring licensed mental health counselor. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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