Why do we sail,
For a face, a name
Or for fairytale gold?
To touch with Gods
To feel their wisdoms
To know the truths they may hold?
For inspiration
In desperation
Or simply to get out, out there?
To know her
It is pointless
She would only show me myself
Beyond my promises
Beneath my hopes
She believes there is more
Without fear
Without favour
She chooses me for now
She gives
She takes
She inspires without sides
And now I believe
There is more
And I shall never go back
Thursday, March 13, 2008
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