Tempest

Purposeful steps
coming to an end
With back erect
and eyes closed

Raise your face
for the noble
Feel the power
running within

Deeply breathe salt tinge
as winds teeth gnash
Pushing you near
to the edge

Yet feet implant
in a not yet stance
Thoughts abound
to score

Crashing waves strike
at merciless rocks
The sound echoes on
as gulls shriek

"JUMP NOW"
the voice screams
and pounds
through your veins

Tempest art thou
no more