A cold dripping mist enveloped me in its cloak It lifted me on to a cloud Strewn with bolts of lightning Invisible bumps caused me to stumble Reminding  me while crouching forwards  That it is alright to be humble You can always get back up It came to me slowly Through help and assistance That in the past This life I love was littered with persistence Ever the fidget  Always moving When I sat down My body kept rigid Relaxation beyond me Such, busy 'ness' as liquid Flowing all the time Never meeting any obstacle No still pools with membranes  Insects dart across If you've been touched by illness Or longing Ever been down further Than anyone can fathom Watched an edge and thought about jumping Stared at the sea for too long some evenings I hope my friend you simply keep breathing And die full of wrinkles, a turtle in pringle Not tragically reported in a five line obituary Lost to the world a spot on your legacy Causing too much pain and heartache To those who lived with you a