The Voyager
The Voyager
From this mundane world I'd sail away
To become a voyager, eager to travel.
My body would follow my heart away,
Seeking riddles I've yet to unravel.
With canvas unfurled, I'd launch my scheme
To navigate waters of an unknown sea.
On a vessel built of my romantic dreams,
I'd start a journey to set my soul free.
I'd not bother to chart a map or course.
It would not matter which direction I go.
Mysterious winds would be the force,
Guiding me where they choose to blow.
Perhaps in the wake of Ulysses the Great,
To find the fantasies invading my mind.
I'd place my trust in the hands of Fate,
For only she knows what treasure I'd find.
I'd stand at the mast for eons of time,
With salt spray etched upon my face.
Ready for each wave my ship would climb,
I'd await the next adventure to chase.
October 2015
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