Journeys can traverse seas of sorrow.
They can carve stone so strong,
they meld one’s mind into illusion.
They can stall in headwinds of fear,
and take on waves of tears.
With faith, and a divine hand,
a Journey can catch Tradewinds,
and whirl across glass waters,
so swiftly –
that soul mates are bonded,
and hearts see around granite peaks,
into a horizon holding nothing,
but the vast light of love.
A Journey like this,
Is a rich Journey, indeed!
© Steven Schleupner, 2017, excludes photo