Between the Skyscrapers

steering my ship


Steering my ship alone
under a cloudy sky
with no stars or land
to navigate by
I pull the sails in
when I go to sleep
and pray I don’t sink down
into the deep

if there is sun tomorrow
I’ll throw my arms out wide
knowing that at last
I can enjoy the ride
exactly where I’m going
it’s hard to say
but I’ll never stop searching
for my harbor in a bay

~

2021 - 2024