All around me clouds dance,
a lifetimes pain to roar.
So many different sailing crafts,
with only a few back to the sun.
Love’s promise is sold,
while we wait for a
whispering wind.
To take us back to a
world of innocence,
and weapons of our own.
A life with colour
All around me clouds dance,
a lifetimes pain to roar.
So many different sailing crafts,
with only a few back to the sun.
Love’s promise is sold,
while we wait for a
whispering wind.
To take us back to a
world of innocence,
and weapons of our own.
A Wandering Poet 