Saturday, April 28, 2018

#31: Beating the Blues


Sometimes I wish I could drape
a piece of the sky around you
So that you would remember
How you believed you could fly.
Other times, I wish I could lay the ocean
Right outside your doorstep
So that you could look beyond the walls
And see a limitless world to live by.

Maybe then, you could break free
From these self-imposed boxes
And with the sky for your wings
And the sea at your feet,
Find the strength to go seeking
Those mysterious, magical lands
That lay just beyond the horizon,
where the sky and the sea meet.

Or if the call of adventure
Seems too daunting in these times
At least walk to the shores
Leaving old imprints on the sands
Casting off the voices that hold you back
All the shoulds, the nevers, the can’ts
Until all you hear is call of the seabirds
Guiding lost sailors to safe lands.


I know it feels like it’s too late now
You say this is all you can be
The call of the sky and sea overwhelming
All you feel is the churning inside you.
Until you know you are not alone
Until you believe again in your dreams
I’ll be right by your side, I’ll be your voice,
And for now paint your walls blue.

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