The Stilling Of Me

Ebb and flow

joy

and 

sorrow,

cold winds

gale force winds

rescind,

 I wind back in,

retreat

for a day

or a week...

or two,

knowing when 

and what to do,

going where

or not going there,

facing my shadow,

lacing the table

do this now

or when I'm able,

I just need

to steam my ship

into shore

let new adventures to explore

wait until the rains go,

the flood waters

rescind

the calm begins,

until

I feel and know

I'm right to go

again

wait until then.