The endless sea seems
Vacant and empty without
You holding my arms in a silent embrace
The sun kissing my acquiescent face
And touching the crescendoing waves

Many years had gone by in random places
It is a feeling as much as a ship sailing by
Looking for a stretch of land full of people
The ship is unable to anchor to any shore
It is still searching for a reason to stop

But, the birds swoop through valleys
Mount the curves of crescent lakes
That once meandered through rainforests
And stay in the clear skies away from the rush
They bask in that beautiful hush