FRAGMENTS

Drifting along as we usually do,

in a boat without a Captain, I am the crew

Gone off alone again, alas I pretend,

Could not let them know how much time that I spend

Drifting...

Sea can you help me, in humble request

Take my sorrow down to your depths

Come morning, I'm sure or so that it seems,

This anguish I feel was only a dream

But strongly, I'm standing by the shore in the sand....

And I'm running, I'm running as fast as I can.

*

Eileen

2001