Three

3 1 0
                                    

I have sailed the vast oceans
Says he- the man with no beard
Monsters; I have seen them all
In the deep, O how they moved!

I voyaged with pirate hearts
Sang merrily with discontented souls,
In spite he told me of lost Dawn's
And there in him I discovered mine

There are no lost treasures-
I will tell him- with sparkling eyes-
Make way for an alteration of sight
You were looking in the wrong place!

It is where the breeze takes you
Feel it now?- In your blood:
That is the place it lays so hidden
Drop the anchor and search within!

*

A.N

Make way for an alteration of sight
You were looking in the wrong place!

My LinesWhere stories live. Discover now