Chaos

I’m over this

under that

between continents.

I’m immune to the moment

eyes scan for colour

birds are too loud

wake me from my dreams.

I’m lost.

Inspiration fled.

River floods & flows

beyond the garden wall

white whipped water

rushing.

The garden arises in disarray

I take each moment and hold it

precariously

I’m a feather floating through

eternity

weightless.