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Pale Reflections
I sail on...
Sailing through the waters of life, I had found that most coveted treasure.
honesty to a fault, compassion beyond measure, loyalty beyond doubt, tolerance beyond reason and a level of maturity - without a loss of a child-like wonder... all wrapped up in one beautiful shining package.
A noble heart, blazing with an inner fire akin to my own.
I lost that treasure.
Was it life's circumstances, an inconsistent wind, the promise of another shore?
Or, perhaps, the treasure was never really mine...
I sail on,
finding comfort where it may lay.
My treasure is both near and, yet, on some distant horizon - within my grasp yet, out of my reach.
a pale reflection of its once great luster.
I sail on,
Looking for a port to weather the storm within.
I shall sail on,
For as long as it takes - looking on pale reflections with remembrance
'Home is where the heart is'
They say you can never truly go home.
Sailing through the waters of life, I had found that most coveted treasure.
honesty to a fault, compassion beyond measure, loyalty beyond doubt, tolerance beyond reason and a level of maturity - without a loss of a child-like wonder... all wrapped up in one beautiful shining package.
A noble heart, blazing with an inner fire akin to my own.
I lost that treasure.
Was it life's circumstances, an inconsistent wind, the promise of another shore?
Or, perhaps, the treasure was never really mine...
I sail on,
finding comfort where it may lay.
My treasure is both near and, yet, on some distant horizon - within my grasp yet, out of my reach.
a pale reflection of its once great luster.
I sail on,
Looking for a port to weather the storm within.
I shall sail on,
For as long as it takes - looking on pale reflections with remembrance
'Home is where the heart is'
They say you can never truly go home.
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