The Incredible Journey - Poem by Monica Engeler
Europe was at the end of a war.
Whole cities crumbled to nothing.
There was nothing here to live for.
I reflected why should I stay?
One day I bagged all into a case,
And I waved so long to my parents.
Tears rolled down their faces.
They were afraid of loosing me.
Freedom awaited me in my new home.
Life in America will offer a new destiny.
This journey was an important goal.
Turning back meant living in poverty.
I closed the door to old existence behind.
The pathway promised to be bright.
I pray I will discover what I want to find.
The sun will rise and along a new light.
Around the corner was a busy harbor.
A ship was anchored and ready to sail.
I embarked it and didn’t look to shore.
I was on the way to new encounters.
A horn blew and the boat set out to sea.
Many days and nights will pass by.
Time appeared to stand still.
It gave me a span to think and sigh.
Suddenly I realized that I was alone.
The world I once had was far away.
Where will I go in the New World?
A new venture arrives in a few days.
I will have to find answers on my own.
Realism has many hard expectations.
My voyage is only now beginning.
I am not sorry that I left my foundation.
Slowly the stars shined high above.
Dusk overshadowed the deep sea,
And a cold chill dampened the air.
It was time to go inside for a sleep.
Silently the boat sailed its compass.
A southerly wind blew over night.
The waves broke the ships pass.
Then the water shifted into a fright.
Rain drummed on the ships deck.
The cruiser rocked back and forth.
Their just seemed no end in sight.
Finally a glow shined about of sort.
The sways returned to normal.
Dark clouds dissipated ahead.
The moon gleamed in the sky.
At last the air was still a forehead.
Forward the guide charted the ship.
No more storms bowed in our byway.
At sunrise the ship will lay anchor.
I pray all will be fine this day.
As I left the ship, I am alone.
I am lost in a crowd passing by.
Life in the city will be a new story.
Now I walk about solely in mind.
Maybe one day, I will find a comrade.
Now I search for my own shelter.
Already the future appears brighter.
I say adieu to the life I left there after.
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