I want to follow the river down to the endless sea
Where perhaps I'll discover a finer version of me
One that won’t turn her back on a friend...
How that came to pass I hardly comprehend
But with my failing health, I scarcely had a choice
As each hoarded scrap of energy gave cause to rejoice.
With this pain, fatigue and constant cough in my chest
All I seem to manage is solitude and rest
I’ll find a room with windows on three sides
Where I’ll watch the falling rain and the crashing tides
Settled in this unknown place, I’ll let no one down
I’ll be a reclusive eccentric in a borrowed town
But as my body slows, my brain still runs fast
Contemplating the present, the future and the past
Seeing all my dreams etched in panes of frost
Those achieved, and others that were lost
And I’ll make peace with this strange destiny
At the mouth of the river, beside the endless sea
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