Come To Me Poem by Danny Ballan

Come To Me



Come to me where the mountain meets the shore,
And I will leave my ship and abandon my sailors.
Come to me when all is ambiguous and nothing is certain;
For not the bare rocks for the waves had a date,
Nor do they have a place to hide behind a curtain,
Yet way they longed and hugged each other.

They say we are not the planners of our own fate;
They say I am neither a captain nor do I even have a ship;
I say only our will is our destiny with all our desire.
Come to me when opened still is the door;
Come to me before too late and then you can come no more.

Monday, July 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: carpe diem
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