Skin tight and salty
Brows furl to limit the light
This mist,
it’s warm,
it’s revitalizing
My right grip is tight
but yielding
Tense and taut,
shifting from left,
shifting to right
This is peace
full of hot air
And just a slight breeze
keeps us, you
and me afloat
These winds
they always change direction
And I’m reluctant
I take pause
Pause for tact
Grace, I call
the ultimate virtue
Sometimes I pull
too soft
push too hard
And I cannot
adjust what is not
So I watch
and I wait
and I dare not drift
