Monday, August 17, 2015

An Old Wish

The ocean is vast
The trip- fast
But all he could see
Is the quiet silent sea

Time- a blink of an eye
Surrounded by the azure sky
And the self a tiny spot
In this vast orbital lot

Walking the face of water for an extra mile
Traveling across dark shadows past the exile
Destined to reach a distant shore
Past the Mediterranean and even more

Bestow personal freedom upon his head
So he can cross the ocean and reach his end
Is it divine power to transfer him beyond the skies
to achieve his dream before he dies?

Thank you dear sea and sky
For facilitating the journey and the flight
He will surely work hard and try
To will his life with all his might!

2004- Rev. Aug 2015

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