Moving silently towards the waves
Crashing far beneath my feet
Wind winding thoughts powerfully
Through my agitated mind
As restless as the sea before me
My eyes just as vastly vacant
Searching for answers to
Unending questions like clouds
Cycling through infinity
Ironic trick questions like
Unstoppable forces forcing
Immovable objects to move
My soul finds gentle solace
In the clear eye of the storm.
(June 2010)
Rafe Chanteloup
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-on-the-pier/
