make a splash,
control a wave,
the emotions flows like a dam,
open the ocean,
as the heart runs cold, blue and misty,
the porthole to the soul,
on which we seek,
is closed and locked,
calm and bright,
can see the end is near,
the price we pay for this world,
ahead,
is not what the future we had in mind
Sharron Stephenson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-misty-dam/
