Constant
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In lethargy when all relaxed I drift along the shoreEach pulse, each breath, rumbles within my inner core
Distressed when down and lonely, life nothing but a chore
Deep in my darkest heart, a black tempest wants to roar
Dark destructive menaces, tied to seek relief for ever more
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Day in day out, come high or low, restless, never still
Forever pulled and pushed, beleaguered, ne'er to my will
A howling gale, a whirlwind, a keening sound so shrill
Waves of wrath and passion, a vacant space, no frills
Broiling, wracked n emotive, to some a nervous thrill
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A gentle rushing gushing, beguiles my troubled thoughts
Serenity and beauty aide and abet, to deny, not as they aught
High reaching aspirations, desires, that often come to naught
Mysterious depths and crevices that are craved at being sought
Secret caverns, within a hidden soul, safe from those that haunt
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Languorous in constant yearning, that goes so very deep
Endeavoring, by day, for all that lives and trying not to weep,
Governed by the moon and stars, to wash away man's grief
Steadfast, abiding and enduring, a heart rises joyous in a leap
Eternal hope draws in the shore and along it, I majestically sweep.
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