The Peaks Of The Fjords Poem by Lucas P

As the rain drops make blur the windows,
I close my eyes and breath in my senses
of a new life so far away and love so longing
the mountains and the mist deep inside foreshadowing.

The grey skies and rolling thunder
wearing a warm used coat navy blue
the fibres and its secret past
wants me to live that life of peace at last.

Solitude is comforting in my heart
gives me purpose of realignment in life
the years passing by like a rolling storm
waiting for that someone to change that norm.