Apprehension

All these hours of buildup
All these minute of unease
All these seconds of wondering
Where I've let myself be taken 
By a tenaciously tumultuous breeze. 

In just a few hours my foundation may collapse
In a few minutes my thoughts may swirl
In a few seconds my life could be flipped
Back around in retreat against
The very tide I thought was leading to a pearl. 

Or

I may awake in several hours to a self much stronger
In several minutes my worst fears could become hope
In several seconds I might float along 
A cloud mixed of peace and anticipation
As the season change teaches me a new trope. 

--Written by Sandy Heights

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