Crawling At Sea

A million leaps over water taken

Yet a million more left to be taken

Eyes fledge as they have been bathed every second by storming splashes of freshness

Entire and full in form

Another wedge less wouldn't matter anymore

Bold feet not from braveness

But the cold bestowed making it numb

A small twirl every hour

Perhaps a drowsy leaf would have been faster

Naked blue lies ahead

All eyes sweep the same distant view

Travel encarved to a land that lies at the horizon

Flowing across the gallons of Life

A blissful journey with oneself

That freezes with the end of time

Seasons and Sun merge to form another fading day

With a never owned presumption of a feather of hope

A million leaps over water taken

Yet a million more left to be taken.