Let go to the deep

Is it fear of deeper water that see’s us frolic in the shallows,

on that sea that stretches from a minds shoreline ?

Do we fear we’ll be incarcerated within cerebral gallows

if we find a deeper way  to re-define ?

 

Feet can’t touch the bottom, and we fear what lurks below,

fighting and flailing against the currents flowing strong

Yet only once we’re lost can we have hope of being found,

when we let go to life we find that we belong

 

Stop the constant battle of trying to control what won’t be led

Relax your mind and let the tide sweep you away

And maybe you’ll discover that those fears that caused you dread

will be the means by which a new designs conveyed  

 

 

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[DCT ponderings]

Half away across the world and we have a mild meld. You an I must swim in similar channels when astral surfing. I called this the bottomless brilliance below. But since you sleep when I awake perhaps we are simply maintaining the same thread of consciousness.

Lately I have been fighting with a piece called deep sea diver inspired by a friend warning a suitor that I was the deep end of the pool. Maybe I should try giving it a more traditional structure. Though not my strong suit.