In The Middle Of The Open Poem by Bernard F. Asuncion

A-m in the middle of the sea,
R-ugged wind blows hard;
M-y boat is being hampered,
E-ach row can't move me forward.
L-ife in the middle of the air
L-ets you see the ground;
E-very creation down below brings joy that you've found.

J-ust in the middle of life,
O-ne enjoys the beauty;
Y-es, including strength, thrill, brightness and glee.

F-ill in the middle of the heart,
R-emain faithful and true;
A-llow it to feel the mirth,
N-ot the dark, gray or blue.
C-all upon the Almighty
I-n the wide bright heaven;
S-econd day November
C-herish the middle of the
O-pen.

M-ind, eyes, soul and spirit
A-re not closed or broken;
N-ever ignore the experience
I-n the middle of the
O-pen.