Island

Floating in a seemingly endless sea

It appears upon the horizon alone

Just waiting to give salvation to me

And to take me in as one of its own

 

The past now back where it belongs

I drift toward the jutting stone ghost

I know it will be one of those new dawns

One of which I will strive to make the most

 

Let it take ahold of my vessel today

Let it pull me in to its safe harbors

Once there I know I will be okay

As I begin shutting all the opened doors