purpose

mountain

for years and years she’d called the valley home
unsure of what to do with her instinctive urge to roam
so she’d rise and dance the day through with the sun
never quite could shake the feeling that someday she’d need to run
so one day she sighed and packed her life away
and said goodbye to all she loved cause she knew she couldn’t stay
she felt the stirring strong inside her gypsy soul
she craved to feel alive and free and whole
her wings spread out and flew her to the west
with an aching heart beating faster and faster in her chest
she wondered if she’d ever find the pieces of herself
or if she’d flown too far, or if she never should have left

but when she topped the mountain
at where her wings had brought her to
she cried and looked around her
she knew her purpose now had found her
the wind tangled in her brown hair as it blew
and she whispered to herself what she already knew
she’d lived her whole life waiting for this view

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lost at sea

sailboatwoman

she let the walls come tumbling down
at the coaxing of his smile
and opened up her heart to hope
with love laughing all the while
such a foolish thing to think
the day would ever come
that a man would ever ground her feet
when she was always born to run

so she packed her dreams and set her sails
as the new wind howled her name
and she headed out on the ocean tide
in the direction from which it came
and though the waves would rock her boat
with strong and violent force
she made a vow to herself
that she would never again lose the course