Little Boat Loneliness

Little Boat of Loneliness.


In the sea of tears, bravery sails,
A little boat of courageous loneliness.
The winds of memories blow waves of sorrow
Shattering the peace of its soul.
With no clear vision and a perplexed compass
With heart and mind colliding
The little boat of loneliness reflects upon
The ports it visited during its life.
With no orientation and withered inner strength
It cries for the ports it abandoned.
…
With no orientation and a perplexed compass
It longs for its next destination.
For the winds of memories shall blow no more
In the lap of the new loved harbour.
And once again when it sails away
The winds of memories come
Even stronger now and powerful yet
With the addition of one more harbour.
…
In the sea of tears the winds of memories
Blow waves of sorrow grand
And the wreckage of the boat is never remembered
By the ports it had visited once.