I feel mightily overwhelmed, very shaky
Standing on a boat with the waters crashing into my stern
The wave of emotions ever stronger, higher, tumultuous
Have they been held back too long?
Or am I drawing phantasms?
The excitement for solitude
Do I recognise myself?
Who is in the mirror?
A half, a whole, a piece?
What am I experiencing?
An up, a down, an in between?
Is this the bridge to cross to the shore -
Unveiled tides that carry me to steady ground
A mystery, then.