Star Struck Sailor
Who is I in this mind of mine?
I find myself wondering sometimes
Searching the stars for signs
Are fate and destiny intertwined
With choices and decisions made
Or accidents and impulses defining
What will become of me?
A star struck sailor lost at sea
Dropping anchors that fail to find ground
Listening for whispers in the silence without sound
Trailing fingers in water’s salt
Wondering what it takes to be free
Give yourself away or come back to me?
Bridges and lakes and the light of Galilee
Or something beyond words and images,
Rhymes and riddles?
Something silent hiding the secret miracle
Everything bound up in nothing
Parceled out piece by piece
To those that behold the mystery
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© John Horan 2020
