Fair Winds

I cast my heart into the open
Carried on the waters of trust
Blown by the winds of your soul
A chance at something taken
The fear of being in the open and exposed overcome
Desire the star that guides me leads to you

That it does not matter swells and storms
Tides of thoughts are the gravity of you
Brightest star and heavenly body
Nothing of the past nor demons on the seas shall change my course
Adventures together shall I walk land again
True North my compass set for you

I set my mind sails close hauled
A course of purpose beating to windward
The harbor of you a destiny of hope
Landing safely in your arms
A prize greater than any race won
Fair winds my vessel sails the oceans for you

Dinner Alone

These nights alone.
Transient wastelands of lonely thoughts.

Hopeful flights of fancy encourage endless desire.

Desire… desire to be held in life’s intimate embrace alongside friends or a lover not yet met.

What is the measure of a person?
The things they have done.
The Things they have seen.
Things accumulated.

Or love and friends they know…
or have lost and are sure to have again.