AFLOAT

By Rosie Caristea

A F L O A T

Dare not to ask where I am going 

Nor to question where I came from 

You would never want to know 

Neither you'll understand.

For I am a ship in the ocean 

with this fragile sail above 

My anchor knew the darkest depth 

It has touched beyond the sand.

I fought the waves of turbulence 

Rest on the surface when it's calm 

I ain't no friend to bad fishes;

I always clammed up like the clams.

During the days of scorching heat 

when my body was almost sun-baked

I sail in pain without a word;

I dare not cry to ask for help.

The ocean knew my every weakness

It helps develop all my strength

My destination though I'm certain

I am dependent on the wind.

I have been here from the beginning 

Without a place in the vast land 

From port to port I moored to rest

I've been at home but not welcome.

®©Rosie Caristea 

@Rio Ramilo 

021423 

~From The Oasis of Verses and Rhymes 

All Rights Reserved 

📷Markus Gaan