Turn the tide

Turn the tide

Blue oceans are full,
without spilling a single drop.
When the rain falls,
hail sets in,
a storm rushes past,
the dam breaks,
and the water floods,
I am swimming against the tide.

If only the tide could be controlled,
ice bergs would not melt,
a storm be non-existent,
maybe then we would survive.
But we only drown in low water,
on a blue summer day.

Where poor help the poor,
the rich prevent the rain,
to fall on their own roofs.
But mountains do not move,
if we do not ask them too.

The oceans in your eyes,
flood my soul until it breaks,
and in the water-reflections,
I want to turn the tide.

 

 

A Changed Perspective

A Changed Perspective

Hollow caves cannot provide light in the darkness,
so I am looking for a way to decorate the cave.
Standing in the middle of this empty space,
details of consequences are suddenly exposed.
Years of erosion has chipped away the walls,
and the ones so smooth surface is now ragged.
The interpretation of the current circumstances,
allow me to take a closer look at the scars,
inviting me to change my perspective.
For the first I notice the organized changes,
so beautifully revealed in the design.
The black rock has made place for diamonds,
illuminating the dark cave as if it were never night,
and the water dripping down from the cave icicles,
turn into a harmoniously orchestrated melody,
that has the power to calm every living being.
The erosion that once caused so much pain,
has slowly changed hopelessness into a love song,
providing a light in this seemingly dark cave.
If the changes have created this much illumination,
then maybe the future has a silver lining filled with hope.
Frozen in time we are allowed to see what is really there,
to change our perspective on ourselves and others,
so our hope will become the change we are looking for,
and our change will become the hope for a new generation!