Lost Within Your Sea

Lost Within Your Sea short poem

Photo by Nick Kenrick.

Do your stories hold true
Your creaks
They play in my ear
So many lost within your sea
Believing in you
My passion runs high
To see the horizon
Ahoy, or land ahead
Together we sail onward
Seeking lost treasure
Or looking to destroy
Maybe to discover
Are you sturdy for the storm
For it whispers it will come
Shall I go beneath
Ahoy, or stay above
The storm whispers louder
Look it lifts my hair
Ahoy, it lifts your sail
Oh, keep me within your bow
Never to lose me
Always within your vessel
So many lost within your sea
We plunge forward
Your mighty sail rises above
My lost senses
Strength gone from me
You have so much more
At last I am lost within your sea
~But you sail on~

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