The disintegrating mist,
Of the blue water,
Beyond the sight of the eye.
Is such a mysterious
Act of Mother Nature,
It is hard to describe.
There one second,
Gone the next,
Watching the water fade away.
Then it comes down,
To the skin from the eye,
Hoping the pain will ease away.
Trying once,
And trying again,
The insanity of the mind.
Holding it in,
And running away,
Such a famous act of mine.
Causing chaos,
As I passed,
Not caring what I torn.
Hoping a good,
No longer a bad,
Person shall be born.
Stay Groovy Man