Deep

Shallow people are like shallow pools of water

No ripples or waves clear to the dirt

I can kick and splash with no regard

For getting the water on the hem of my skirt

If I stay too long the pool will fail

And the water will dry in the sun

It’s as though the end was prevalent

Before the beginning begun

Now, deep is something different

It’s pool has a tide and wave light bent

It ripples with earthquakes underneath

The place volcanoes vent

There my dead things are not disturbed

My demons so in the deep

I can splash on the surface with the dolphins

And my dragons can still sleep

I can come to the surface in full sun

And see the ships go past

Then retreat to a cave full of darkness

Peace and quiet at last