Soft gentle breezes

the tug of the Moon

thoughts drifting at bay

 

Tides rise high, tides drop low

all natural occurrences in a day

 

Predestined

Moon Child

it is the Oceanic way

 

As rippling water,

the Ocean of Emotions arrive

Waves of thought begin to collide

Maintaining balance gets strenuous

As SELF struggles to ride the incoming tide