Sitting here on the pavement grey

I wonder whether I'm on track or gone astray

The shores where my ship is anchored

Is fighting the tides of times rising extremely high

If the ship and me can withstand the troubles now

I'm sure we shall soon embark on a journey good

To the shores of the blessed land where I'm destined to stand

The captain is tired, his mind is running a race in directions fair

He needs time to seek words uplifting and comforting

As soon as the captain arrives and pulls off the ship's rope

We will set assail on board together to a land of happy tomorrows 

Till then I sit here on the bench at the pavement grey

Dreaming and weaving a beautiful future lying ahead beyond this ocean end

Hope it won't take the captain to rest, relax and plan the trip

For truly I'm extremely excited to take on this new journey

with captain intelligently genius and spiritually guided

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