Presenting a tanka on water, for CDHK's Theme week holds significance, but nothing to its credit - no colour, shape, taste - - accommodates everything setting up an example.
Squalls of wrecked emotions and tears fight within for calm; no fear - to stop the storm of solitude; sojourn in abode of peace. Wandering through rough cold path, no more depression and wrath. Mind - - nude; finding abode of peace. In response to photo challenge#168 at MLMM and Quadrille#34 at dVerse poets pub