Sunday, June 3, 2012

Pastoral Upheaval

Stormy seas, I navigate,
Its the calm I fear,
Rages of the river, I weather,
The rippleless current I dread.

Complacently, I set sail,
In the hope of a tempest,
A downpour is welcomed,
And, the sunny bright stunned.

I surrender the ship,
And, persevere in a raft,
tumultuous ride, I anticipate,
Now, the fear does abate.