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