Reynald loves writing. He has multiple spec scripts, sketches and poetry samples.
Blue Sky Ocean
My eyes are shut and I feel the motion of water.
The smell of the cool salty air clears my frustrations.
The heat of the yellow sun comforts me.
My big brown eyes open – endless blue sky.
My warm body faces endless ocean.
I turn ‘round and see nothingness & greatness in one.
My problems are all gone. No anger. No anything.
My Ocean Sky escapes my affliction.
I peacefully , slowly shut my clear eyes and lay.
I, with the water motion, breath. Breath. Dream.