Adrift along life’s waters,
the surface impenetrable,
smooth as glass,
yet no reflection.
Still, calm, hiding all that rages within.
Beyond the façade
there hidden is the tempests,
the storms, the squalls, the downpour
that awaken to breach the unnatural stillness.
Thus am I misunderstood,
for I cannot show the truth
behind these unreflecting waters.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017