I Can Wait, Here in my Hammock

I sit here swaying,
Secretly praying,
For nothing to come,
But better days.
Here in my hammock,
Nothing in the world can make me panic,
Because the sweet sound of silence,
Is enough to surrender my soul,
To images of peaceful grounds,
Where a deep blue ocean sea surrounds,
Me in my soft white hammock,
Waiting for better days.