Fear and Fancy

 

I liked Khalil Gibran's poem "Fear" that was shared  recently.  This is an offshot from its impact.  Gibran's poem is also given below.

Now that I have taken the plunge
Deep into the sea foward I lunge
Taking in all that the sea has in store
Many of which I've never seen before.

I shiver as the chill strikes me cold
As I look for something to catch and hold
But the deep sea pulls me towards her heart
As the gentle me feel I am ripped apart

Into the swirl I go round and round
Losing my shape, smell and sound
My gentle ripples lost in her thunderous roars
My sweetness diluting the salinity she stores

Half way in I push up to see the sun
Only to find the sea and I have become one
Memories full of things that I  left ashore
Will I ever get there back, I am not sure.

As wishful thoughts take me in their grip
I feel the warmth of the sun heating me up
I rise afloat with an eerie sense of pleasure
That my dream will come through in good measure

As a mighty cloud I force a gust of wind
To take me past the shore and into the land
Hitting the hill top with much conviction
I fall into its lap as rain from convection

Oh my God, I am back on my pasture
Making my way as guided by nature
Feeding life all my way down the valley
And the plateaus and plains as I rally

Thank you Lord, for making me live again
And for the respect I stand to gain
Helping life forms to quench their thirst
And the sinners to rinse off their dirt.

Though the woods and land as I flow
I am proud to see settlements grow
 knowing this gift will last only a while, i rush
 For I already hear the sea waves lash.