Contemplating

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I sit by the waters edge, watching the gentle breeze push the water on the shore,Failed by the pitfalls of human nature, left wondering is there anything more. I drift through life trying to find a place, a sign, a part of the world to call my own,Le...

I sit by the waters edge, watching the gentle breeze push the water on the shore,
Failed by the pitfalls of human nature, left wondering is there anything more.
I drift through life trying to find a place, a sign, a part of the world to call my own,
Letting my mind and my aching feet drift into the unknown.

Jealous of the tides that drift in and out and that let themselves go astray,
Contemplating when will I let my guard down and get washed away.
The secrets it holds in the depths below,
Hidden by the beauty it chooses to bestow.

I let myself be seen in the reflection it gives,
Blurred is my perception,
Blurred is my image,
Blurred are my thoughts,
Hungry for the freedom, the way it chooses to live.

I sit here contemplating are my possibilities as endless as the sea?
Or as restricted as the land this life has bestowed on me.


I let my mind wander and I see the things I have in my favour,
I have the abilities of love, loss and all the glory or human nature.
Sometimes it's restricting, but only by your choice,
So I choose to look at the endless sky and listen to my own voice.


It says the world is my own, and make of it what I will,
The only thing that restricts you is jealousy, that thing that makes hope wilt.
So I choose to blossom, see the hope in every day,
Let my love and hope pour out, like the sunshine shoots out its Rays.

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