This is a submission to camp half-blood.
Prompt: Character being content
Word count: 391
Note: This is a free verse poem.
An afternoon night,
A cloudy sky,
Oceans of blue,
And green and deep, deep black.
You can rest.
Sky of heavenly winds.
A shore of soothing waves.
Rhythms,
of sounds so vast and deep and calming,
Sinking into the Earth.
While chiming beats ring comfortably around.
A time without time.
An existence that doesn't exist.
Just a feeling of pure nothing,
of a soul filled and overflowing a creamy smooth sensation.
Like you don't care anymore.
The brittle yet smooth sand underneath.
The water lapping up.
Just nothing but an addition,
another feeling in this overwhelming feeling of purity,
of closing one's eyes;
of fresh green grass;
of mountain echoes;
of a different world.
Another place,
Another reality;
Such a fragile yet strong shard of that reality.
So easy to break yet so hard to resist.
So don't resist.
Feel,
Hear,
Watch as the bird glides slowly across to the distant horizon,
As the tree reaches with deep, vivid brown branches into the sky,
Defying gravity.
Defying all laws and flying slowly into space.
Just open your wings and fly.
Just explore the infinite realms.
Just conquer everything with a feeling.
Of happiness.
Of calmness.
Of content.
And while the world tries and fails to solve its mountains of problems,
You just lie there.
A speck of dust in a gale.
Carried around like a leaf in a storm.
Like a droplet in rain.
Outnumbered but you just drift.
Just fly away.
Just don't care anymore about anything.
About problems or issues or feelings of bad things and bad stuff and pains and anything that means anything negative.
Think positive,
Because here you are, lying on the beach and here you are, not caring and what a wonderful sensation.
Not a speck of activity in that brain but,
Your soul is swooping and leaping and soaring in the sky.
You can hold on to that one feeling.
You've yearned for it all your life,
But the wars have prevented you.
You've never had it as a child because of your step-father.
But now,
Every conflict is resolved;
peace is restored and you can get that feeling into your broken life.
you can mend your shattered heart,
you can right all the wrongs,
and you can be free;
Percy Jackson,
you can be content.