Sailing in a sea of time
Did more to me
Than I initially took note of;
Heavy waves made me
Drop bits and pieces along the way;
I guess we can call it flotsam.
To say it was entirely
Out of my control, would be a lie
I was a wave rider
Hesitant to take a sip
From my cauldron of hidden potential.
But now… Oh yes, now
I’m hardened,
I embrace the storm
Anticipating it
If anything,
I relish, in fighting it.
– Original-Dante ©2016
Art by: Alcove
O.D. 