Tiny Sailboat

My tiny sailboat is floating peacefully along, no one to disturb it, everyone is gone. Out on the shore, stands many that could, if for a minute my eyes closed, they would. In the shade of darkness, I drift further out, I know this course, I don't need a map. The moon, and all it's beauty, will help me sleep, all by myself, no one to defeat. Quite is a blessing, in a mysterious way. I have to find me, no matter what they say. So me, and my sailboat have a journey to make, I will decide, which course I should take.