The (De) Hydration

Flow of the water Drifts & coasts like the soul Shapeless Formless Steady with freedom But Free from control The waves laughing Leaving all the attachments Down below In search of a Greater grasping Instead of trying to get a hold My only desire is to be like the water Foundational for resembling true soul Sold souls caught inside the rapture It’s the return of a fool’s gold Into the water… Such high price I pay Falling away Resting & Rendering into the water’s persuade Remembering the loss Only thinking of thoughts 2 serve as the water’s surroundings I’m Drowning….

By Tyberius Real (Ness Chamberlin)