Cast adrift (In sight of land)

Here I lie alone amongst the many Isles
Surrounded by conflicting seas in turmoil
Cast adrift upon my heart, so many miles
Lie between me and the sanctuary of soil.

Here I hover motionless, my resolution
Carried by the wind to who knows where
Tears that fall combine within this salt solution
Their destination meaningless, for who will care?

Who will care where ever I live or die, but I?
It's nothing now to wander without cause
For I have lost myself, not knowing why,
Except to long too deeply for the shores.

Upon the land the trees stand, tall and green
The grass is lush and wondrous and deep
The mountains reach the sky within the scene
Too high to climb, too treacherous and steep.

Still, I would try to grow my wings and fly
To reach my destination, gaining loving arms
Impossible, I know too well, and so I lie
At mercy of the waves, whose motion calms.

Could mercy somehow save me, then blessed I would be
Delivered free from harm, away from loneliness
An eagle or a vulture hovers over me
A saviour, or long slow death's, twin winged caress.

Mercy, when it comes, will be the end or the beginning
The force that drags me under, or the helping hand
The death of me, or sanctuary, whichever peace the winning
'Til then adrift, through time I shift, in sight of land.