Beautiful Enough To Frame

Geology

A simple rain drop

More than enough to flood

The cavern in my soul

If my life were my world

Then my tears would make up the ocean

My body, the land

And my fears, the moon

That only shines when it is darkest

Rocked by wretched eruptions and hurricanes

No part of me is safe

Only salvageable

My will flows along the currents

Slowly moving me towards where I should go

Every piece of me is influenced by forces

Forces that I cannot control

Decisions are not mine alone

But everything that I do

And what is done to me

I do not blame my cells

For causing mountains or crevices

Only how long I take to heal them

A tourist might call them beautiful

A father might call them redundant

I would just call them what they are

Mistakes beyond my control

I know my basic amount of Geology

I know how my Earth moves

But just because I understand it

Doesn't mean I agree with it