Sometimes...
life’s like starting a journey far over the sea.
We leave our safe harbour and set course for the horizon.
Sometimes
we pass through rough waters and stormy weather clouds our vision.
Grey spray dews the face with tears and we sail close hauled.
Sometimes
bright sun is reflected in the sea’s deep blue,
the sky is wide, we can
breathe freely.
Courage and confidence fill our sails
and carry us light
heartedly over the waves.
We let the past go bit by bit.
Sometimes
we rest on the shore of our dreams
collecting precious memories like
shiny shells in the sand.
Sometimes
people accompany our course like beacons on the shore,
they lead our ways protectively,
on our side like bright stars in the night sky.
Our sea chard is made of dreams, our compass focused on a never ending
yearning.
If we trust in this inward voice, our aim will approach with every wave.
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