Its here, its now

Feeling high on a joyous morning, must be the coffee?

I know not whence it came from nor why

with it came wonder, compassion and joy

questions laid to rest, logic shredded to pieces

the sense of an infinite power within, tranquil and potent

filled to the brim it waits for something beyond me

it seeks neither to hurt nor to appease

I wonder if it realizes its own power

and how it can crush my humble will

relentlessly it fills me up a drop at a time

set to overflow when I cant hold it anymore

the will of the warrior is what I need

even just to move out of its inexorable path

I sense its already hunting for weak points

splashing high and slashing hard in my mind

the tiniest ripple the roar of the biggest wave

I seek that time, I sense its near