Far ahead, where i can see
It ate the sun, so vast is “SEA”
I have a “prone to sunk” broken boat,
Accompanying my wayward thoughts.
These marks i have left on the sand
soon they will dis appear
so will be the anxiety, and my fear.
i have a sea to cross..
but let me feel my feet first
it would be dark, till i reach,
because i have whales to face
and i have waves to breach,
the sand is dusty, path is rusty
but i am born to win..
i have a sea to swim..