Waves of deep, blue, and soothing Ocean  Waters
Wash my body into a different plain.
Soothing and totally refreshed.....
The rhythmic way the tides washed my once chaotic soul.....
I awoke from insanity's Trance
A whole, peaceful, and less volatile personality...
My warmer energies are free to shine, on all, who pass my way.
What changes a once chaotic and jumpy sort like myself?
Choosing to deeply enter the realm of enlightenment and that secret place where only the elder's still true and living voices are able to speak to me...
Man to man....
The elder's spoke to me of a more successful and peaceful life...
Only after I turn down the fires of anger and jealousy...
The releasing of Venomous and Revengeful traits...
Now, I have awaken!
A more grounded, deeply feeling, and clearly travel destined soul..
Enjoying new friends he makes in his travels and letting go of those who, alike me are still worn and lost in an anger - filled and volatile soul.....
Bound to a world before I entered the "Realm of the Elders"
where my relaxed soul carried me in soothing and cleansing oceans...
Until after my untimely re return.....
After I became the listener and never a "Speaker..."
I returned a new man. Taught in the fine art of being "Human."
Losing materialistic,power hungry, and unneeded confusion ..
I then became a free flying creature.

Where does the heart find a more loving way....
When rowing it's boat to destiny with only one oar?
A crooked rudder that "rusts into a mind of his own."
Where do the answers lie upon a half a map, torn in the center where "c marks this island's spot?"
Half of getting to the heart's needed destination is factual, yet, with missing facts, the fun of improvisation and imagination of your arrival thrill the soul to energies triple above another human heart's
"Seemingly" a rush to get to love's paradise first.
Neither of the sort, rather a tasty mixture, such ways of love's sail clenche even the most seemingly untamable thirst.
An anchor that refuses to raise to full mark your mistakes with others.
Yet, the weight of others expecting more than the "norm"
Such strengthen the beating muscle. Pumping oar and multitasking as one stears to shores makes a work out which proves one's strength even through the most questioning of lonely times.
You are made of stronger stuff.
A forgiving nature, thrills of looks of the opposers as you beat their lies down, and your determination  to never quit, sink to the bottom, and share eternity with "Davy jones,"
As lonely as he must be,"Davy, I have to take raincheck. I promised my spirit to strong "will"
You shall never give in to the doubts of the "singing bones."
As heard from their forgotten and caved in graves. " I drink of my cask and cheer" as the scenery marks the closeness to finding "love's paradise island."
"Stories shall be told of an unprepared and mostly misunderstood love pirate who made waves.
Discovering himself through every flash through bumps into other ships along the way.....
I never fail to earn a bigger laugh, a smile, or other clearly redirected days.....
To when I'll set anchor at the island's port.
Through all my legends of being a more "evil and selfish love bandit, "
this " passionate pirate" shall see his love and meet her after docking.
Earning both her hand and marriage.
After reaching these beautiful and sometimes thought of "fictional folk lore,"
Upon entrance to the "perfect landing place and society."
I'll read to her my logs.
Our additional beauty (as told by the warm fires as written for and to one another.)
These Stories our children shall pass, the likes of embellished life's tales, (their own earned editions to the family book)to their children's children.
All gained through determination, belief in something grander than myself, and travels inspired by pure caring wisdom.

Some people can be as independent as ""mountainman jack."
Living tall with ax rested in arm with his hound dog, jake, by his side.
Sharing adventures as "hunter and master."
Others get frantic while left out of a crowd.
So, even while  in a crowd , he gets scared and he is Leary of even having themselves to entertain (for even a single moment).
As coins have two sides, as such does a person.
I take thrills going on adventures as a "lone gun" and one outlaw who takes in  the thrill .
Resting and keeping his strength for the next "thrill of the take. "
(like an outlaw resting his weary head by a raging fire.
Alone in areas ..with only beautiful stars ,above, in which to guide him ;as He roams into the next town (he then smiles upon his horse. Riding until he  finds his next gunned adventure).
The  well thought out man also loves being part of a team. Waving the flag and motivating fellow players when He was front offense.( knocking the soccer ball through wide areas and trickfully passed to another team member for a winning shot).
(Then He does get tired of only flipping to social strides)
Tossing results,again,  for"the one-of-two and one or the other, of " both sides of that coin." Outcome )
Being   too long , on the run,  as a lone gun,  has dulled itself to the need to be part of that "larger team.."
(Yet, that team sitit needs a rest .(as to be by oneself...)
Deep and peaceful , to either think, plan a great future idea, or smile as I daydream at funny, older events that never cease to make me laugh.)
I'm never needy. I will not die if I'm alone.   Since  having another around merely  sweetens my tray and selection of doughnuts, however, being not of oxygen, I pass on the extra calories..

Tonight the fog settles
on the water reflecting

a dark mood, and the moon
is genuflecting to the blues

resting one knee on the cold
silent sea taking off his hat

as if to say *May I rise now
and take my leave and leave

you be, for tomorrow will
surely be a brighter day?