In mid of oceans my race has seen the waves
To call their names deep inside the sea-caves
For that soft bite from the world they craves
While wearing scarves and burning staves
From the deep cold furrow of the old vessel
Just asking where to go, not where to settle
Wherever your inconstant instinct think its special
To ride waves and let the ship slowly tremble
The journey starts neither for a sun nor a moon
I seen the daylight in oceans began to swoon
While the sail kept dancing on nightingale tune
And shores were clear, very smooth and strewn
I have seen a grey sheet strewn with white tears
Symbolising the goodbyes of the passing years
The whispers of those I knew coming to my ears
Why you live wild and reckless without any fears!
While each land you visited was white and clear
Still the fear to make a plan and lose it my dear
While lost trust there is no feelings to appear
But still I am the lone wolf, I never lose a steer

Author / Aladdin Aures H.