7 year flood washed everything away
The waters rose higher
Day after day after day
Striving to abide
Barely managing to survive
Constantly swept up in the deluge
Ever challenging, at times – scary & sometimes
So very incredibly undeniably frightful
Desperately seeking refuge
Never once surrendered, no resignation ever tendered
Though the urge to concede, admittedly –
was stifled
The currents brewed chaos, cyclones intent on drowning
Swirling, tugging, threatening the world with submersion
Relentlessly the tides continued surmounting
Tsunamic waves crest; plunging the soul into eversion
Treading! Treading! Frantic to stay afloat
Without so much as a life vest, raft or a boat
Consumed by regret for not leaving a note
What if they never made it back home
No one was searching, should they disappear
Assume a typhoon consumed them with fear
To be caught up in a whirlwind so severely austere
Life becomes an inescapable maelstrom
The Gypsy Tells It 