Destination

Destination

Surreal crossroads on foreign land

Waiting in the distance, yet abiding in my thoughts.

Will the vision of shores below wake me?

Will the tide pull my mind from its well-trod earthy paths?

Translucent Pacific, Harsh Atlantic

Ever-changing and ever-constant,

I am as the Ocean.

Haiku One

Compassionate Bonds
Driving my soul to bend, break
Mind's quiet defeat