"Destined Minds"

DRIFTWOOD

fibrous and lignified
floats the driftwood
nearing the sandy shore

hoping to rest from
oceans storm that I would
be wanted for evermore

kiss the foaming sea goodbye
and thank thee for thy trouble
but if I were to say I'm thankful
you'd catch me in a lie

seasoned by the salted water
lie I as though dead on the beach
and recall the journeys taken
that once seemed out of reach

aimlessly I travelled the world
the tide my ship of the sea
waves the rudder that drove me home
and wind the sails that lifted me

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2007
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