Beat Bursts

Like a flower bud bursting open,
Like a ripe fruit spilling its seeds,
Like an emotional heart throwing arrows of words,
piercing with glances and speaking with eyes,
asking questions doe eyes,
those eyes I fear to face,
the rays of the days,
the seeds fall to grow again,
emotions ebb and flow to rise again,
the tides high and low,
sails the ship of my life on those,
sails the storms and the winds,
floats on calm air and shivers the sails,
oh hail, I have gallons of seas to sail,
my sails are weathering, my heart weakens,
my hands are aging my sight failing,
but the seeds still burst open,
the pods that boom,
hear the sound,
it's always the same.
Boom Boom