Atlantic

Alan R

Saw windmills, ships at the sea

For the first time

From miles up

Had never flown across

The Atlantic 

Saw dreams, hopes on my mind

For the first time

With healed eyes

Am I innocent for wanting?

All that exists across

The Atlantic

Despite the uncertainty

Unsettled pieces of the past

What could easily be 

A loop of frantic  

....And here is Atlantic 

For the first time I am defining

What makes up, clear blues

For it's all quite enchanting

...Wishes got me testing 

my wings from miles up

For the first time today 

I am across

The Atlantic.

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 15th, 2024 10:52
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Lorenz

    I too have crossed this unfathomable ocean . Moving description !

    • Alan R

      Thanks alot for stopping by!

    • sorenbarrett

      Dreams are what life is made of may all of yours be fulfiled.

      • Alan R

        Thanks for your wishes, I am very grateful!

      • Cheeky Missy

        Very lovely and beautifully rendered with a delightful poignancy waltzing throughout. It's fun looking out airplane windows at the world below, if you ever enjoy the opportunity. Thank you very much for sharing.

        • Alan R

          Very delightful reflection thanks alot for your support!

        • NafisaSB

          have crossed the Atlantic physically - now hope your wishes that were tested and realized, continue to be fulfilled

          • Alan R

            Thanks for stopping by and for your kind regards!



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