Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Inner Sea

Sometimes the sea is oh so calm,

A time and place where I can float

Under the sunshine's soothing balm,

With gentle waves under the boat.

But then there comes the feeling that

This calm is just before some storm

To rock my peaceful habitat.

And sure enough the gray clouds form.

The rains do pour, the winds do blow.

The sea no longer is my friend.

I am afraid that I will go

Into despair to never end.

I am adrift in inner sea

Within mad mind that thinks for me.