“Adrift”

By Paul Norris

 

Wind tossed waves that set me adrift.

Churning my insides like the foam tossed sea, bashing against

the rocks.

Not willingly ceding ground,

but reluctantly having it taken

away.

Adrift on the winds,

adrift on the seas,

adrift on the sands of time.

Adrift even in the passages of my mind.

Desiring to be anchored…  

even as I drift away.