Driftwood
by Ling Ling
Posted: Tuesday, November 11, 2003 Word Count: 68 |
My life is as a ship
Crashing, thundering -
through the stormy waves of time.
Tossed onto the rocks I am motionless,
with only the strength of my heart
to keep me afloat.
Anchorless I wait for
the dawning of the day -
when I bask on your safer shores.
Come, free me from this watery grave,
for my hull was built for love's adventure,
Not it's perils.
Crashing, thundering -
through the stormy waves of time.
Tossed onto the rocks I am motionless,
with only the strength of my heart
to keep me afloat.
Anchorless I wait for
the dawning of the day -
when I bask on your safer shores.
Come, free me from this watery grave,
for my hull was built for love's adventure,
Not it's perils.