I've been sailing the galaxies Through a strong wind of stars Many times, Gravity called upon me But I've laid my anchor on Mars
Of all the wide seas and vast oceans From Earth I chose to be afar Here the heavens swore me an oath Near me shall come no harm
I swing my anchor and climb to the moon - To count my blessings upon stellar skies My sight falls to the dock near Mars Meteor showers fill my sailboat with sighs
It is longing for home, my little wooden boat White clouds hugging blue waters Take your anchor; sail to your heart's desire And tell Gravity that I've grown fonder -
Of my soul that has spread its sails Across waters of black and winds of shinning hue And when night comes to mother Earth Let them gaze upon my soul a-birth, anew
Clouded emotions then clear emotions then denial were basically the recipe for a writer's block. I feel grateful for the split second these words came rushing into my soul. Acceptance was the key.