Reflexions

The serpent within

A turbulent wave of unease,
Deep within me, it swells and churns.
An intricate tangle, impossible to conceal,
A tempest brewing, forever ablaze.
A rush of air fills my lungs, my heartbeat races, Whispers of thoughts, shrouded in darkness and chill.
A somber aura envelops the world, with the future shrouded in uncertainty.
A tale concealed within the depths of apprehension.
But amidst the fog, a glimmer catches my eye,
A soothing gust that quiets the chaos.
Inhaling deeply, I begin to exist, And have faith that the sunrise will banish
In the depths of darkness, fear takes hold.
Hope lingers, a steadfast companion.
I'll embrace the crashing waves, unwavering, And discover the serenity that transcends time.
A stirring within, it grows and turns,
An unnamed surge, the genesis of flames.
A twisting and turning, aching desire,
An unseen power that shapes our world.
What could this be, a tempest or a gentle plea?
An unseen dream, an untold truth?
It moves forward without pause,
An untold tale, yearning to be revealed.
A sense of unease, coiled tightly within.
In the depths of my thoughts,
An agitated serpent begins to unravel.
A sense of unease, like a coiled spring, starts to stir,
An unnamed fear, a flame to consume.
A sense of tension, constricting my every breath,
A chilling grip, a haunting presence.
In the depths of my mind, thoughts dance and play,
A heart burdened, seeking solace in vain.
A hushed tableau, the world contracts,
A world of muted hues, a shroud that separates.
A shaky ground, uncertain steps,
A mysterious allure shrouds the future.
A beautiful creation emerges, From the depths of the vast ocean, A force that cannot be contained, The rising tide, in constant motion. With each gentle ebb and flow, It whispers secrets to the shore, A symphony of crashing waves, That echoes forevermore. The rising tide, a timeless dance, Between the land and
But behold, a tremor, a delicate shift,
A sense of calm begins to wash over.
A raw impulse, battle or escape,
A fervent yearning for understanding.
I shut my eyes, a soothing rhythm,
A tranquil exhale, a sanctuary found.
A creature awakens, its strength diminishes,
As the light of reason breaks through, straining against the darkness.
Embarking on a quest for the distant horizon
I push away with hands that tremble,
A cloak of apprehension, a curtain of somber hues.
I seek solace, the beckoning of reason,
A firm grip to shatter the enchantment.
Is it a recollection, tinged with both joy and sorrow?
A tender caress, a sanctuary?
A gentle chant, barely audible,
"The current flow, like all things, shall pass."
A glimmer of dawn breaks through the darkness,
A slumbering serpent, its hold relinquished,
A delicate tranquility, a soul at rest
The storm begins to calm, finding some respite,
A call from the shore, where logic dwells.
A glimmer of sunlight breaks through, casting a warm glow,
Cleansing the hues of dullness.
A vibrant tapestry, the world unfolds,
A flicker of hope, a soothing glow.
Reflections Gained
As the tide retreats, the serpent slumbers,
Yet within my heart, a creeping knowledge resides.
A sense of unease may begin to stir, like a turbulent sea,
Yet deep within me resides the power to endure.
Inhaling deeply, exhaling gently,
I'll endure the storms, conquer the battles.
As the night surrenders to the dawn,
And tranquility beckons, a steadfast companion.