Turbine

A departure from what was
I lost site of all the love
Keeping head above water
Drowning in a sea of mystery
Where will the end come
How many marks on the
Chalkboard have I yet to
Still become and crest no sight
Of the beginning unto the end
A lost friend and a new page
A book for history to gift away
For the ages long after I am
Gone and back to the wind
I carry on and soon begin
Again to find the turbine
That blows me back into
The arms of love

© GÄ