Waters of Being Hear My Plea

Whimsical waters, body of calm and collect

I beg of you

I will give my chances for the answers

Of the unknown

I would add, this once

But I know I am weak

I need to know what lies behind my future

My present shakes with anxiety

My soul prays each night before I sleep

It asks for peace of mind

I have quite a few pieces but not enough to collaborate into a solid sense of fine

So I ask

Mother water

Body of weightlessness and wonder

Pray tell me the future

So I may sleep in knowing

Perhaps I will then close my eyes and float