In the sailing wind blow
pacing along with the flow
feeling at ease and contented
under the vast blue sky
the spray of the fresh air
embarking on a new journey
traveling miles far apart
carrying with a curious mind
awaiting for a new opportunity
embracing with a sense of hope
bringing with an emotional ride
through many different stages
at the endless spending time
finding own destination
with each tale of the story
comes with lessons
instilled with the thought

My speech is slow, my tongue is hushed
I cannot bear nor utter much
The song within my heart withdrawn
awaits the breaking of the dawn
A new day forges into view
my hopes and fears reborn anew,
to face a day of circumstance
and find a way to sing and dance
Amidst the awkward jeering crowds
my heart cries out, tis all too loud!
My feet, they falter in the rain
which falls upon my heart again,
but in the quiet moment kneel
A still small voice is felt, be still!

He gave her a gift on their final day,
She looked at it briefly and threw it away.
“I don’t really need reminders of you,”
And that’s when he knew their ‘story’ was through.

It pierced like a sword through a wounded heart,
A passionate love had fallen part.
But It is what it is and it was what it was,
Time heals all, as it usually does.

She boarded her flight with no hesitation,
And headed off to a new destination.
He’s not a victim, he tried to be cool,
He thought he was smart, now he feels like a fool.

I sigh and close the door
Lean on it and close my eyes for a bit
I should have left this place years ago
But I've never had the heart

Everything is still the same
After all these years
Maybe this is what's wrong
What's got me closed in a loop