For Years and One Day

For years

I slept with fears

and when I woke

no love to stroke

just me lost at sea

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

my only seafaring boarder

together on a tiny boat

consumed within an endless moat

I could not escape the wave’s discretion

drowning in the mind’s impression

blurring out my pure perception

But then one day

In a very unusual

and the most usual way

through meditation’s gentle brae

on meditation’s graceful sleigh

I slipped beneath the mental fray

and found my Self a different way

I transcended...

all that I thought real

instantly upended

and amended

life’s purpose

fiercely defended

and as I moved beyond OCD

I discovered who was truly me

and in that moment

I was free

I could Be

and this is the story

of how I escaped the turbulent sea

and made it home

to thee.