Wind
The invisible hands of the wind
Rises up from the blue sea
Like fingers going thru my hair
That brings comfort to me
As I stand on the deck
Head to my next destination
The sea has been apart of life
For many of my generations
Once I feel in love in Iraq
And never told her of my love within
But I carry her in my heart
As I sail away in the wind
The sea will always be my home
And how I love her for my wife
I cannot ask her to join me
To make sailing a part of her life
Since a little boy in Trinidad
I dream of meeting the girl
Who is going to have all my love?
And forever live in my soul
Now that I have found her
The storm in my heart become still
But the dream of my happiness
Will never be fulfill
I know there are many of you
Can understand what I say
Of finding the love of your life
But had to let them slip away
And as I’m sailing in to Mexico
Waiting for the morning to come
I sit alone on deck
Drinking a bottle of Trinidad rum
Will get my supplies
Then sail away again
A lonely man in the sea
and the wind is my only friend
Copyright © Kasim Ishmael | Year Posted 2012
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