A Beautiful Mind

it’s like walking on a beach

the sun is warm — kissing each cheek

the sand hugs your feet

followed by the rushed calm waves

circling your ankles

children, dogs, life

all busy like a bee

running here and there and back

high schoolers throwing a football

a whirlwind

turning you. twisting you.

too much

you can’t feel the sun

you can’t love the sand

you can’t tranquil in the waves

you run

dive

swim

putting the bees behind you

not looking behind you

not looking back

everything is just rushing

a panic

then you hit the clouds

you’re stopped

the clouds begin to cry upon you

the waves taking you where you please

you go

up and down

rhythm of the ocean

it’s getting dark

a storm booms out

once again the world is nothing

nothing but chaotic motion

boom

clash

over and over

the waves throwing you

they build

higher and higher

taking you under

trying to steal all breaths

but you float

with all your power

a monster forms

no surfer would dare

but you don’t see it

it’s invisible

until

until it’s above you

it’s over

the wave crashes

stealing you under

you’re thrown farther than the fish dare go

it’s over

there’s nothing but dark

but you

alone

slowly drifting to the waves far above

there’s nothing to feel

there’s nothing to see

the waves have numbed every hair

the storm dies

the waves surface you

the ocean returns you to its sister shore

but no storm ever completely dies

it begins again