When troubled master said I should focus my mind, I struggled until I sat down to write this.
A strange light shines out
Stillness in the deep dark sea
Chill winds creep about
Dry winds find favor
Bright shining sand blasting there
On Heat scorched floor
Rusted jumble of wreckage
Why does the water which gives so much life frighten me so? I need to overcome this strangeness. This ill temperament towards it.