still water

once i was adrift
in my little boat
waves thunder howling
never ceasing
surrounding me

and i knew i'd sink
and i knew i'd fall
splash crash gurgling
into the end
of my world

and then magic
i found my art
aracadabra alakazam waving
and pulling me
onto the sand

and art touched me
he felt my lips
kissing holding caressing
giving me back my life
and i breathed

and i stood
and i held art's hand
lights color painting
a new world
a new sun

and for the first time
i felt complete
happy joyous singing
and we were one
and we were young

and my empty boat
rolled out to sea
tears joy waving
as we watched
from the safety of our shore

-Mark Greulach