Bound to Life

The sweat from my hands,
will stain the leather cover,
as emotions of my life,
will stain it's pages.

Tears of the past,
permeate permanent ink,
solidified in the words of the present,
leaving the next page as uncertain as the future.

A collection of thoughts,
storm the weathered pages,
huddled together in the "Arrogance of Youth",
with sails ripped by the ambient winds of life.

Left stranded in the wake of it's spine,
contours keep the words on the horizon,
wisdom brings order to chaos,
an inner sanctum; the eye of a life.

The concepts are the boats,
manufactured in a bottle,
the infinite depth of its pages are the oceans,
whose currents change with the emotions.

Using the constellations,
produced by the pulses of my synapses,
as a guide to map my insights,
so you may wander the coasts of my dreams.