My Inner Ocean
Days ahead
Tough, they will be
Red—
A bloodshed
Coming from the dark,
A bright spark
Invisible,
She becomes
A ghost—
No longer discernible
A marvelous angel
From the jungle,
Offering a bangle
My ocean, once
Raging with fury,
Now calm and clear—
No longer blurry
Thank you, God,
For slaying the devilish raven
After patience, there is heaven
My ocean\'s stunning,
Hers, breathtaking
By Young Fella