DRIFT ALONE

 

 

I drift alone.

On the sea of many colors.

A mirror to the pastel sky.

The moon peeking from above.

Jealous of my supreme peace.

As I drift along in my boat.

On the sea of many colors.

SOLITUDE

SOLITUDE

A rare commodity is solitude.
It can be easily misunderstood.
To be all alone with no one else around.
You can do this in the air or on the ground.
You can sail off in the blue sea,
Or hop on a plane without me.
We can all use some time alone.
Without T.V. or telephone.
Time to think about your goal.
You will come back feeling whole.