Before myself lays this quiescent ocean.
Its vastness, further than my eyes do see.
Behold the serenity of these storm-less waves,
Tranquil in their infinite movements.
As I write this, I see a star-filled sky.
Alone on a bench; basking in the calming sea sounds.
This puzzle; it is missing just one piece.
Another sound; my heart still does quite cry.
This tranquil serenity; it does not matter!
Eyes in my chest; it sees a different cloud.
Snowing forever from these grays; will it ever stop?
It will; when we are greeted by gracious greens.
These gracious greens, grasping the puzzle piece.
Forget these serene scenes and this blasted bench!
This missing puzzle piece; this puzzle, will complete.
Yet I see it now, trodden in her smiling hands.