Voyager

The ocean itself is vast and deep
Many who visit fear approaching
The water level quickly turning too steep
The tales both confusing and opposing

She's warm she's cold
She's craven she's bold
Shes placid she's furious
She's disinterested she's curious

Cowards refrain to journey past the shore
Comes a voyager with the courage to explore
An adventurer not by choice but by fate
Home sick for a home whose creation has no date
Unaware their destiny enmeshed and entwined
When you set sail in November what did you intend to find?

With the power to drown, chose the sorrows
Lent faith to daydream of prosperous tomorrows
Suffocating depths instead used to prop you afloat
The success of your voyage always one to promote

Philosophers claim 'to love is to give'
Searching now for drop of mercy for herself to forgive
She loved him too early
And then loved him too late
No amount of treasure, shiney or pearly
Could wager an alternate ending to this fate

I suppose the sea is no place for a man to dwell
So I'll ask the moon to pull the tide to softly swell
To deliver you safely back to stable shore
So life can continue on land just as it did before

Once the wetness on your body has dried
And youve flicked the clusters of salt off your edges
You'll add to the ocean tales from your side
A perplexing story of how wide her stubbornness stretches

When you soar up above the clouds and your wings get weary and fray
The horizon appearing further away each passing moment of the day
Thinking to land on the soft surface of the water to catch your breath for a moment and stay
It was the heart of the ocean you silently returned on anniversary day.