Before me, the sun nestles just below the sea Smaller pieces, rays, poke out almost resting on calm waters I try to focus on the stillness of things Moments of time frozen But that’s all this is, Moments

In it’s entirety, nature is broken whispering within the coldest parts of me A Piece of ocean I wait for to crack open swallow whole the resting rays of the sun And these moments are like headlights and I the deer, soft spoken caught up by the sun Fatal can be the mind of peace

So before me, As nothing speaks, moments of time frozen I remain focused on rays resting on the edges of things Smaller pieces, broken, poke out Ready to swallow whole the surface