Where does the wind and the tide take my soul?
To a place where the seagulls
Rally and call
Where circling clouds
And milky pale skies
Smooth my thoughts
As hopes float by.
Am I brave enough to follow the breeze?
And risk the waves and the infinite seas.
To follow a cry,
To leave behind
A locked perspective
And contented mind.
To face the storm and the fickle weather
Embrace this wild adventure
Skim with the yearning that appears deep inside
Like playful dolphins off the port side.