I felt it.
Like the prickling of goosebumps,
I sensed the energy was different yesterday.
There were no warnings,
there was no black cloud in the sky,
but the winds of my day shifted
and my boat pitched on the stormy sea of Sunday.
Waves threatened to pull me into the angry water
but I held fast to my rudder
trying to steer myself to the calmness in the distance.
Energy that surrounded me
knocked the hull of my sanctity
sending me further off my course.
When I finally reached the safe shore of my home,
the voyage of my day settled.
The wind no longer pushed me away from myself
and my calm found me again,
settled in for the night
and lulled me back into happiness.