Stranded in the middle of a vast ocean,
The boat has no sail.
The wind has ceased,
Only the great skies above,
And the frightening waters below.
I get up to my knees,
There are islands waiting to be explored,
Bursting with life, trees and birds,
The life has ceased in my bones.
The contrast of what lies beyond,
Hampered by the chains within.
I smell the exotic fruits,
I hear the merry and joy,
I see the potential of what awaits me,
Nowhere to be found in this boat.
Days pass,
Nights spent in dreams,
I am allowed to visit,
A short glean I am granted,
The sun erases them all.
I leave the boat,
And force my body to swim,
A false spell of safety had been cast,
The Islands were within my grasp.