There are so many souls out in this world searching for a place to belong..Somewhere they could look up at the sky and know that the best story has only just begun..I could never have known what that is like..Until I felt your hand..Feeling our hearts beat truly as one..
The morning sun..Has yet to come as I sit here deep in the dark..Yet..All I hear is her voice..The one who has spoken into my heart..Who’s words..Are etched in the depths of my soul..For eternity beyond all the lifetimes yet to come..
To the mountains..I stand before you and say..Rise as high as you wish..So I may look back to see..Where I have been..To the oceans beyond..Spread as wide as you like..So I may sail across the distance..To the one who has heard my single wish..
The Wandering Poet 