Friday, August 24, 2012

Rigging

Setting sun on the rigging,
Sails ready to heave way,
Forgotten the lands I knew,
Beyond to the great expanse.

What was is not anymore,
A tear for the old man gone,
The present is always active,
Past set, future unknown.

A new chapter to set down,
Waves crash upon this vessel,
Away I will fly,
Cross to the other side.

The sea has called me,
Let go the land bound dreams,
A better day far away,
My song across the divide. 

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