Looking west brings your face across oceans
our dreams carried in currents of emotions
circling the world, we so secretly created-
A settling sun conjuring an uncertain future
of smoky possibilities by reality separated.
Looking north brings the warm of winter
for coldness has no place even in the snow
when broken hearts are mend and sutured
with the thread of hope for another life.
Looking south brings a yearning for more
found in passive sails that time will blow
towards unknown shores I’m destined for-
Staying here I contemplate the paying price
set in loneliness in a time with no direction
while love succumbs to a life of nevermore-