||[Nov. 9th, 2011|06:51 pm]
What is a voyage without a destination?|
Or at least a vision of what you seek to find?
We all set off for explorations,
That are unpronounced and undefined.
There is a certain risk associated with these trips,
And the threat is directly proportional to the reward.
Following your gut is always the best judgment,
Of which ship is the safest to jump aboard.
You can always find a bit more comfort,
When you set sail with the one you adore.
For you know they can be a firm anchor,
When you are anxiously off shore.
And when you may veer off track,
They can be the lighthouse that leads you through the haze,
It may take a bit longer than expected,
But they will be the glow through the puzzling maze.
And although the waters may get rough,
And the tides may breach your deck.
Your lover can be the ballast,
To stabilize and protect.
They can be your compass,
And they can hail your ship to shore.
Your partner tends to be,
The epitome of a metaphor.
And usually where you end up,
Is nowhere near where you thought you’d be.
Your destination ends up being,
The embodiment of beauty.
There is no recipe for creating love,
It just appears when two souls unite,
It’s almost like a sense,
That trumps touch, taste, sound, smell, and sight.
So I guess it’s not where you end up,
It’s who you are with when you approach the shore.
Any journey is a success,
When you’re with whom you adore.