Feeling Alive Again

What ever happened to that Ark
rain pouring
30 inches still rising...hark!
my temperament now dark
longitude 56 degrees south
avoiding the overflowing rush
of the hour wasn't smart
not prepared for the attack
of the Great White shark
praying for one more opportunity
to not drown looking for a new start
this world I believe I am too, apart
for the word which became of the flesh
allowed me to focus on the existence
of a similar spiritual heart
within the moisture of your mental texture
I wish to lose my breath
With you before I parallel park
My birth because of you has now a new mark
Of a new friend who has left me

Feeling Alive Again