SWIMMING in ideas
through dark caverns
Rising water threatens
No stars or moon
Jagged rocks, slippery slopes
growing cold
empty laughter drags
like obsolete weights
clock ticks louder
A noose tightens
No air
Weary, overwhelmed, vulnerable, naked
Petrified to take
The next step
Knowing a light is tucked away
Yet unable to reach it
Pushing back
Leads to
silent panic.
Yet the spinning brings
A new day
A new year
New hope
symmetry
healing
Vast colors
of knowledge
discipline
focus
courage
love.
© 2015
Andrew Spradling 