Sunday, November 25, 2007

on the eight of october...

very early in the morning
so early it's still called night
i left the evening with a thought
that it might 'ave been an opportunity
which i'll doubtless miss

had a great time - effortlessly:
the way the best things happen
but my dream's calling
so loudly now
and it's her i'm gonna follow

my spirit's on its way
across the globe
to explore the waters yet uncharted
in the oceans within

1 comment:

Pawlu Mizzi said...

lovely! forseeing the dream ahead of you.