As I sit here and write an eerie feeling has come over me. No winds blow tonight. There is a dead stillness that has steeled upon me. A bleak nothingness rests upon my weary soul. I am a nothing lost in a vast sea of emptiness set a drift with no where to go. All I can do is sit and wait. Hope that soon some form of wind will find my empty sails and set them a drift once more. I am losing hope in all that is and was, in all that waits to be. It is all I can do to hold on to the last remaining fragments of my heart grasping at the few straws that are given to me. I find I am getting closer each time the sun sets to releasing my soul to take flight one last time on the final breeze of life. I fear that this stillness that I am caught in is the calm before the storm. I pray that it is just a loll in life’s hectic path. I find myself searching for the hand I long to hold to lead me out of the nothingness to hold me close once more. Soon some breeze must stir my empty sails and send me out of the sea I am now trapped within. Maybe as the sun kisses the sky come morn my sails will billow once again stretching tight and true. Maybe they will be filled with a breeze that will carry me home once more. The stillness is unsettling and I find that my mind has begun to wonder to thoughts I wish not to see. Pictures are being painted within my minds eye. Pictures of things that are destroying me as I sit and wait for the winds of life to come. Alone I drift through the eerie night. Praying wondering hoping waiting upon the winds of life..
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