Wheels stopped and window down
looking for another time.
After thought flashed by with wry smile
opening the door and in you climbed.
Talking plainly above the rising tide
of what would reach the shore.
Leaving another's old world behind
looking for something more.
A drop in an ocean is forever lost
never again to be a me.
Yet the some of the many parts
combine for the greatest sea.
Alone the roads can be traveled fast,
together they can be felt.
Each stone and curve that winds away
unknown the hand is dealt.
Above mountains once a wall in front,
flying over the valleys deep.
the winding rivers the path to follow,
free in another's keep.
Challenge and change the moving force,
to lean headlong into gale.
Taking a new world by storm,
toward a full life set at full sail.
Taraz
[ a Steem original ]
