Still On The Journey of a Lifetime

Looking over top of the hill

The one found in a million greeting cards

There’s a well worn path down

To a pile of my broken bones covered in dust

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Someone’s left a wicker basket, full of cake and wine

Meant to speed me along

Or blur the time it takes to reach the end

Instead, I grab a cloud floating past my future

I shape it into a grand pirate ship

Fit for Pan or Stevenson

And set out to reclaim the treasure I lost

Along the way to being me

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I drop anchor and twist the mainsail

Desperate to crest back over the hill

Head towards the dust from whence I came

But the ship is too heavy

Deep in the holds are chests

Shining with multifaceted memories

Overflowing with golden moments

An embarrassment of riches

Nothing I would willingly throw over

For a prize I’d only squander, trying to get it all back

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Reeling in the dragging anchor, I let the wind take me where I must go

Out here on the deck, I will spend my time

Bathing in the sun, soaking in the storms

Reveling with the best crew I could muster

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When it’s time to leave my bones behind

I’ll pray I filled their chests with gold

Worthy enough to share amongst their own crew

Over a flagon of ale raised in toast

To the spirit that helped shape their dreams

And still fills their sails

For the long journey ahead

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