Journey Home

So we fly the path before us
Whitening waves dash pebbled shore
Lights do nothing but to blind us
Till from above the light  is pure.

Wind behind us bids us forward
Aelolus on our side
Dark and damp the sea spray tells us
There is no where left to hide.

Onward onward
For the clock is ticking fast
Sea to seaward, land to land ward,
What was forest, now is marsh.

Listen to the rush and rattle
As the ocean strokes the land
Listen to the power that quickens
With the shifting of the sand

Mighty clock the wheels are turning
All are spinning round the sun
So too my wheels are yearning
With each cycle to be home.

There is nothing here to keep us
All is noisy, false and vain.
Gyrating bodies crush together
Vain attempt to squeeze the pain

I alone head out, head east
Balanced on a narrow tread
Leaving all the road behind me
Looking to the road ahead.

Just one star above is shining
Despite the billions hiding there
So just one human here is riding
In the damp and misty air.