Anchors Away
After sailing for some time now
I’m ready to stop
and drop
an anchor for a while,
to come in from the sea
which has only grown colder
over the years.
But, alas, I’ve no anchor
and as I’m the ship
I must continue my trek
through man’s ocean of life.
Only a short while ago
you were my anchor,
my savior,
you suspended my endless journey
from one port of life to another.
Now again you are gone
and I’m adrift
once more,
not knowing for sure
if someone else
will try to anchor me
beyond the horizon,
behind the next wave.
I need you desperately
for sea and sailing
are tired of me.
You were the anchor of my ship,
the basis of my life
and the desire to rise each morning.
Please end my journey for love,
throw me your love line
and tether me into love’s port of call.
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