I just want to walk on water.

Drowning in stillness, glassy

glazed with silence.

Gaze up to see shades of helping hands

upon surfacing, the despondent realization

nothing but shadow and shift.

So I fill myself with air

rise above it all

solace found in the splendor of the sky

no struggle for breath.

But ecstasy fades as I float to far.

No need for screams, no

No one close enough to hear them.

I just want to linger on the eclipse of night and day

to delve into both realities without

fear of frag

men

ta

 tion

of

my

being.

I do not covet the care-free life, but I am desirous

of the insurance of stability.

Take the weight of the world on my shoulders,

keeps me grounded.

I do not want to desecrate His image.

I just want to walk on water.